The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1273:

And yet, here they were, all standing in quiet, unwavering defense of Corrine. That, more than anything, intrigued him.

Meanwhile, Nate led Corrine into a VIP suite.

As she stepped inside, her gaze instinctively swept the room, taking in her surroundings.

She never got the chance to linger. In the next moment, Nate tugged her back, his grip unrelenting, his free hand pressing firmly against the wall beside her head. He glanced down at the woman in his arms, his voice low, laced with quiet disapproval. “Weren’t you supposed to pick up your uncle?”

How had she ended up here, and with Claude of all people? Perhaps it was his instinctive possessiveness, but seeing Corrine with Claude sent an unbidden surge of anger coursing through his veins.

Corrine lifted her gaze, amusement glinting in her eyes. “Edwin Flores arranged a welcome-back dinner for my uncle tonight. Jules and I simply accompanied him.”

but he was nothing

stylized, almost surreal. The other carried himself with a quiet,

herself staring, drawn in

in his chiseled features. His arm tightened around her slender

arched a brow, mischief dancing in her expression. Reaching out, she lazily hooked a finger around

time with Nate to know his warnings never came lightly. But she also knew, no matter how sharp his words or how fierce his jealousy, he would never truly hurt

on her waist firmed, the muscles in his jaw clenching. His eyes, dark as a brewing storm, locked onto hers with a

𝒶𝓋𝓪i𝓁𝒶𝒷𝓁𝑒

but she met his gaze head-on. With a slow, deliberate motion, she looped her arms

careful

of warmth broke through the ice in

down, brushing his lips against hers in a fleeting, possessive kiss. “Stay away from

wrapped in quiet