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.

had little patience for those who failed to

His gaze flicked between Corrine and Claude as

his voice low but firm

small nod,

footsteps echoed down the corridor, sharp and purposeful. A staff member hurried forward, bowing slightly as he

way,

made him impossible to ignore. One hand rested casually in his pocket, his strides unhurried, exuding effortless dominance. Despite his relaxed demeanor, an air of authority

His lips parted, ready to greet her—then suddenly froze. His gaze flicked past her to Claude. A beat of silence passed.

𝕆𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕒𝕥 ⳑ𝕒𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝗲𝗅𝘀[ꞏ]𝚌𝗈𝗺

to shift. An invisible

Nate was furious.

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