The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1272:

Whether intentional or not, Claude ended up right beside her. His strikingly handsome face bore a cordial smile, but beneath it lingered a subtle provocation, sharp as the edge of a blade.

Corrine’s brows creased ever so slightly, her expression cooling. Did he not understand the boundaries between men and women? Or did he simply not care?

Ignoring Claude, she reached Nate’s side and took his hand. The moment their fingers brushed, he instinctively tightened his grip, his warmth seeping into her skin.

A faint shiver ran through her before settling into something steadier, something comforting. The warmth in his grasp chased away the lingering chill in her heart, and she felt grounded.

Her lips curved just a fraction, the frost in her eyes melting ever so slightly.

unreadable, swept over Claude. “It has been a while, Mr. Lowell, but I see

an edge, wrapped in civility but sharpened by an underlying warning. Claude caught the implication

toyed with the ring

flicked up, razor-sharp. “Since you are aware of that, then you should also remember

gaze locked onto Corrine’s retreating form, tall and poised. A slow,

voice from behind. Moses, arms crossed, smirked with a mixture of amusement and derision. “Seriously, what is wrong

belong to me?” His voice

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it firsthand made all the difference. Now, he understood just

“Some people are not yours to meddle with. But

tone almost casual yet carrying a distinct edge. “Claude, you do not get