The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1148:

They had always made noise—loud, boastful promises to crack down on offenders—yet never truly followed through.

But this time, they had moved swiftly, striking like a serpent poised to kill, and she found herself completely unprepared.

Her protests died on her lips, and without further resistance, she allowed the officers to secure the cuffs around her thin wrists.

Two uniformed officers flanked her, their presence like grim sentinels escorting her toward an uncertain fate.

As Andromache staggered past Corrine, her steps faltered, and her eyes blazed with fury. She fixed Corrine with a glare sharp enough to cut glass, her voice dripping with venom. “It’s you!” she spat out, seething with hatred. “Corrine, you framed me, didn’t you?”

in Nate’s embrace, shuddering the moment she

tightly into Nate’s shirt, knuckles pale as she hesitantly turned toward Andromache. Her wide, sorrowful eyes carried an air of innocence. “How could I ever

nothing short of mesmerizing for

transformation. They had watched her shatter a man’s wrist without hesitation—yet here she was, the very image of

convincingly sent fury coursing through Andromache’s veins,

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through your lies, but I’m not. Are you seriously going to stand there and claim today’s events weren’t orchestrated by you? How

her lower lip, unshed tears shimmering in her eyes. She whimpered, “If that’s how you see it, then I have nothing more to

she looked like a woman too noble to argue,