The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1188:

Corrine exhaled sharply, nudging a loose stone with her foot. “I hope so.” This trip to the Independent Continent had raised many questions in her mind. She needed answers—desperately.

As her thoughts tangled, voices rose behind her. A familiar cadence made her turn.

Nate. He walked at the front of the group, dressed in black from head to toe—an effortlessly commanding presence. His black shirt fit snugly. One hand in his pocket, he moved with an unbothered confidence that made it impossible to ignore him.

As if sensing her stare, he lifted his head.

Their eyes locked.

Without hesitation, Nate pulled his hand from his pocket and extended it toward her—a silent invitation. A slow smile curved Corrine’s lips. Without a second thought, she stepped forward, drawn to him like a tide to the shore.

completely forgot about

rolling his eyes as she all but forgot his

Flame, they had

the window the moment

moment she reached him, their hands

trailed in

of Corrine’s conversation with Karina replayed in her mind, each piece

always spoken so highly of Corrine, defending her at every turn. Rosalie had assumed the woman must be extraordinary. But

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by another man, yet still shamelessly pursuing Nate. How

as she watched their

beside Nate. She did not deserve to dream

sure the world saw Corrine for