The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1269:

Corrine’s brow furrowed ever so slightly.

From the moment Corrine first laid eyes on Claude, she sensed something unfathomable lurking beneath his polished exterior.

He carried himself with effortless charm, every gesture deliberate and refined, yet there was an unmistakable coldness to him—an emptiness veiled beneath the surface.

Even now, as he sat among them, he gave the illusion of merely being part of the moment. But Corrine knew better. Nothing ever slipped beyond his control.

“I bet you’re feeling let down, right?” Jules’ voice broke through her thoughts, low and casual.

Corrine turned slightly, her gaze settling on him with a knowing glint. A soft, unreadable smile played on her lips. “I never had high hopes to begin with. Disappointment requires expectation.”

sharp chime of his phone cut

his focus back to Corrine. “I need to take

made his way to the lounge, lowering himself into a leather chair. The flick of a lighter broke the silence as

voice came through, clipped and grave. “Jules, there has

of tension crossed his face, though his

hesitated, unsure how to

gⱯ𝗅𝗇0ν𝖊𝗅𝘀.𝗰𝗈𝗺, 𝒶𝒸𝒸𝑒𝓈𝓈 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒

rarely preceded good news.

heavily, then, after a long pause, finally spoke.

paling. His gaze darkened, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

found him, he was unconscious. He died en route to the hospital—missed the critical window

Cerebral hemorrhage. How convenient.