The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1142:

When Nate arrived at the entrance of the Spring Hall, he noticed that Andromache appeared lost in thought, her mind far away—so absorbed was she that she walked right past Nate without noticing him.

Onlookers watched with a mix of amusement and anticipation.

Luckily, Andromache’s bodyguard acted quickly, subtly tripping her and pulling her back to the present.

Realizing Nate stood behind her, she quickly masked her emotions, lowering her gaze. “Apologies.”

Nate said nothing, his hands in his pockets, as he moved forward, leading the way into the Spring Hall with everyone’s eyes trained on him.

Andromache turned to her assistant. “Find out what’s happening with the stock exchange.”

Hopkins,” the

deeply, a bad omen gnawing at her

the meeting. It was clear her mind was elsewhere. Bryant, ever observant, caught the subtle signs of her distraction, his lips curling into a faint,

hadn’t mastered the art of

sat back in a chair, relaxed as she sipped her coffee, savoring the calm before the storm, confident

observing the fluctuating red line on her phone—the ever-shifting stock

into gold? I know you want to mess with Andromache’s stock transactions, but putting

expression remained cool and composed. “Sell

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end of the line,

eyebrow was all it took for Corrine’s gaze to sharpen, commanding and

trust you,” Hawk said. He quickly sold all his

pleased, and when the prices shot up, her face lit up with a