The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1191:

With drinking games and dice on the table, Corrine had picked the latter—a stroke of luck for Rosalie.

Rosalie’s eyes briefly darkened, and she lowered her gaze, trying to mask her coldness, though Moses and Zack were quick to notice the subtle shift.

Was Rosalie simply overconfident, or was she blind to the possibility that someone might be better?

Didn’t she realize that, in any game, there was always someone who could outplay her?

Herbert glanced at Corrine, his brow furrowing. “Are you sure about this?” he asked, his voice tinged with concern.

Corrine met his gaze with a cool look. “Is there something wrong with my decision?” she replied, her voice perfectly measured.

her eyes, Herbert felt the weight of the

Miss Holland agreed on her own, so she must be confident. We’re just playing for fun, after all. Why spoil her mood by discouraging

was clear—her message to him was

settled, Herbert could say no

what’s the forfeit for the loser?” he asked, hoping Rosalie would show some

asks the loser a question, and if they refuse to answer, they drink three

relieved that it wouldn’t be anything too harsh. “I

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“What about you, Hawk?” Herbert

a slight smile tugging at his lips. “If

Corrine’s skills firsthand and having been guided by her before, Hawk knew

however, misinterpreted his

Corrine, a