The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1292:

A subtle change flickered across Corrine’s face. The suggestive weight of his words made her brows knit together, her delicate features hardening like ice. “Hand over Lone Ranger and name your terms.”

Jonathan’s smile deepened, sharpening his already striking features. His lashes lowered briefly before he tilted his head, amusement dancing in his eyes. “So, it is for him.”

His gaze lifted again, locking onto hers with newfound intrigue. “I will let you take him…” His voice dropped, edged with something unmistakable. “But I want you.”

Corrine’s dark eyes flashed, cold yet dangerously enticing. Her red lips curled into a slow, mocking smile. “Since when did wishful thinking become a bargaining chip?”

The deliberate calm in her tone only amplified the sarcasm beneath it. With anyone else, Jonathan would have silenced such defiance without a second thought. But this was Corrine.

“Perhaps we should reconsider the terms.” Her voice had an unmistakable edge to it. She cast him a sidelong glance, sharp as a blade. “Either I take Lone Ranger, or your casino shuts down. Your move.”

She would

she

is your relationship

patience thinning. She met Jonathan’s

tugging at the corner of his lips. “Darling, business thrives on rules. He broke mine. If I let him

brow, his voice laced with quiet authority. “Besides, he was out for my blood. Releasing him would

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brow creased as she

he had been sent to eliminate him. If assassination had been the true objective, the situation was far more complicated than

odds, before she met Jonathan’s gaze with unwavering confidence. “Let him go, and I give you my word—he will

chuckled, shaking his head. “Tempting offer, but there is one condition. You come