The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1288:

“Hey, girl,” one of them sneered, his voice dripping with amusement. “Do you even know whose turf this is? Cheating at a place like this—are you looking for trouble?”

“Quit stalling,” another grunted. “I know exactly how to deal with women like her.”

They were determined to get something out of her tonight.

Meanwhile, in the adjacent room, Jonathan leaned back in his chair, his long legs propped lazily on the edge of his desk. The casual posture did little to diminish the authority he exuded—an unshakable arrogance woven into his very presence.

“Nate,” he drawled, his tone edged with danger. “Are you tired of living? You waltz into my territory like you own the place. Reckless. Fearless. Insane.”

The audacity of this man. No backup, no caution. Did Nate truly believe he would let him walk out unscathed?

gaze, cool and unwavering. “I am here

eyes narrowed, amusement flickering beneath

“Business, you say?”

in

bitter adversaries, their

there was any bond between them, it was their shared determination to see the other

enough to know—the man was

with practiced ease before he spoke,

Jonathan’s pupils narrowed.

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react immediately. Instead, he lifted a hand to his chin, absently toying with

two leaders in one territory. You understand this better

clear. Whether sooner or later, a