The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1271:

Instead, all fingers pointed at her uncle, Jayden. After all, Barry had dropped dead immediately after their meeting—it was too convenient a connection to ignore.

Claude’s strategy was nothing short of brilliant. His cunning ran deep, weaving a trap so seamlessly that even those who saw the pieces might never put them together.

Corrine studied him, her arched brows lending a touch of her usual charm. Yet beneath that allure, a sharp mockery flickered in her gaze. “I am going to the restroom,” she said flatly.

Without waiting for a response, she rose from her seat and strode away.

“I could use some fresh air too. Care to join me?” Claude said as he pushed himself up, following at a leisurely pace.

Corrine’s shoulders tensed slightly, but she did not spare him a glance. She walked straight ahead, radiating displeasure.

those who

outside. His gaze flicked between Corrine and Claude as they emerged from the private room one after

said, his voice low but firm

a small

purposeful. A staff member hurried forward, bowing slightly as he

way, moving with quiet confidence. Behind them, Nate followed at an unhurried

impossible to ignore. One hand rested casually in his pocket, his strides unhurried, exuding

on Corrine. His lips parted, ready to greet her—then suddenly froze. His gaze

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speak. He did not react. Yet the very air around him seemed to shift. An invisible weight settled over the corridor, a pressure that

Nate was furious.

immediately, as if the tension in the air had whispered it to her. He was angry again, and once more, it fell upon