The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1140:

Nate gently clasped Corrine’s hand, guiding her through the intricately carved wooden door and stepping into the secluded house that seemed to breathe a cold, ancient air.

The space felt like a relic, abandoned in a forgotten corner of the world, its stillness echoing in the emptiness.

Corrine’s gaze swept the room, stopping at a painting hanging near the entrance—a quiet witness to the passing years.

A small smile tugged at her lips, though her eyes shimmered with a knowing depth as they met Nate’s.

The painting, she recalled, had fetched an astonishing 3.6 billion at an auction, sold to an anonymous buyer. At the time, she had believed it was going to a true connoisseur, yet here it was, simply adorning the wall as if its worth had been reduced to mere decoration.

Ah, the wonders of wealth—how it could turn even the rarest of treasures into a mere trinket.

here?” Corrine’s voice broke

a word, he reached out, his hand threading into her hair, pulling her into a kiss as powerful and commanding as a storm

shared countless kisses before, Corrine found herself caught in the intensity, struggling to keep her footing under the

stolen by the kiss, her hands instinctively gripping his shoulders like a sailor clutching the last piece of wood in

kiss turned gentler

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kiss finally ended, Corrine stood panting, leaning against his chest

gently up and down her back, while his other hand cupped her chin, lifting her face

murmur. “Your taste is

under the guise of something

Fancy a dip tonight?” Nate suggested, sinking