The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1252:

Nate’s lips curved into a faint smile. His grip on her hand was steady, his touch reassuring as he guided her forward.

Trailing behind, Jules let out an exaggerated sigh and rolled his eyes.

These two never missed a chance to show their affection.

As they moved along the corridor, the bold lettering on the walls caught their attention. Each sign they passed made their expressions grow more serious.

They climbed the stairs, their footsteps echoing in the quiet building. At the top, two staff members stood near a closed door, waiting.

Nate leaned closer to Corrine and murmured, “Everything’s set. Go on—I’ll stay out here.”

She looked up at him, her eyes filled with unspoken thoughts.

hand over her head. His voice

one of the staff, the

window. His gaze drifted to Matias. With a casual air, he asked, “Did you get to the bottom

confirmed that someone is

him a sideways glance, his voice leaving

step closer, and murmured in Nate’s ear, “Sir, according to our findings, Mr. Ford isn’t the true target. It’s Miss

turned cold, sharp as a

word, his eyes shifted past him, settling on the

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than Corrine and Jules had expected. Aside from a simple bed, there was only a table and a single chair. The windows were sealed tight, and the air

entrance. His gaze was fixed on the night beyond the

sound of approaching footsteps, he didn’t turn. His voice remained steady. “I’ve already told you—I won’t confess to something I