The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1289:

Nate’s offer was not entirely unwelcome. But this was a game of power, and Jonathan was not about to step into it recklessly.

He had to factor in the forces backing Claude, and more importantly, he had to be wary of Nate—who was just as likely to turn on him the moment it suited him. If Nate launched an attack from behind, Jonathan’s men would be exposed. And they were not just subordinates; they were friends who had fought beside him, men he would die to protect.

Nate’s voice broke through his thoughts. “All your businesses will be legalized,” he said smoothly. “And I will help you establish new business channels.”

Jonathan barely reacted. If anything, a slow, knowing smile curved his lips. “A tempting offer. Seems like you want me to risk everything I have.”

No one handed out favors for free. Not in their world.

And certainly not Nate.

This deal reeked of poison—the kind that killed slowly but surely.

his gaze unreadable. “The territory in the south

his tongue as if in thought. “What is it about Lyhaton that has everyone scrambling for a piece

gaze with a cryptic smile. “You should

something in his chest tightened for

again, his tone cool, decisive. “Fine. I will help you—but

lips curled into a knowing smirk. “I am afraid you cannot afford him.” Eaton might have been cast out, but he was still a Burton, still tied to the

liability Jonathan had no interest in

into fiction with

to

adjusting his suit jacket with practiced ease. “I will await your good

was clear.

watching as Nate walked