The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1187:

Leaning against the marble balustrade, Corrine tilted her head slightly, a slow, knowing smile playing on her crimson lips. Her gaze shimmered with derision.

“Farris is getting old, and the Ashton family is already teetering on the brink of collapse. With that kind of wealth at stake, another heir will make sure Bruce and his parents get a larger share of the inheritance.”

“I see.” Karina’s voice grew quieter, contemplative. “But correct me if I’m wrong—when you married Bruce, didn’t Farris transfer all of his shares to you?”

Before Corrine could respond, a sudden crash shattered the night.

Corrine’s expression hardened in an instant. Without a word, she spun on her heel and strode into the hallway, her movements sharp with purpose. The corridor stretched before her, eerily silent. Only the faint glimmer of broken porcelain littering the floor hinted at a disturbance.

Her gaze lifted, sweeping toward the far end of the hallway. A flicker of suspicion curled in her chest.

happened?” Karina’s voice cut through the quiet, her concern evident even through the video call. She had noticed the tension in

worry that might betray her. Forcing a small smile, she waved a dismissive hand. “Nothing. A servant must have

she heard footsteps behind her. Corrine straightened, her senses sharpening. “Let’s end the call for now. I will discuss with you once I return to

“Alright,” Karina said reluctantly.

as the screen

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buried in his pocket, his usual air of nonchalance intact. With a subtle flick of his fingers, he gestured toward the garden.

toward the

that photograph of her

determined to keep her in the dark. The investigation request had been retracted almost immediately, leaving her

pulled a stick of gum from his pocket, flipping it into his mouth with practiced ease. He

was exposed for a few seconds. Not long, but long enough for Lone Ranger to