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?”

lay sheltered in Nate’s embrace, shuddering the

pale as she hesitantly turned toward Andromache. Her

performance was nothing short of mesmerizing for both Presley

in action before, they could hardly believe the transformation. They had watched her shatter a man’s wrist without hesitation—yet here she was, the very image

sent fury coursing through Andromache’s veins,

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glare. “Drop the act! Maybe Nate is too blind to see 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 else would Darrion be here? Don’t tell me you had

lower lip, unshed tears shimmering in her eyes. She whimpered, “If that’s how

a woman too noble to argue, willing to suffer in silence for