The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1293:

Nate stood in the doorway, clad in a tailored black suit. Darkness clung to him like a living shadow, his sharp gaze radiating a silent promise of violence. He looked like a demon risen from the depths of hell, his voice cutting through the charged air like a blade. “Try it and see what happens.”

His cold warning sent an invisible tremor through the room.

Corrine froze for the briefest second before stepping toward him naturally, as if drawn by an unspoken force.

Jonathan let out a soft chuckle, eyes glinting with amusement. “Back so soon?”

Corrine’s fingers curled slightly, her gaze flickering at his words.

Without hesitation, Nate slipped an arm around her waist, his grip firm yet protective. It was not just a gesture of possession—it was a declaration. A silent vow that no one would take her from his side.

he dismissed the guards stationed by the door before strolling toward the table. His fingers found the knife still lodged in the

his thumb grazing the slightly bent blade. A quiet whistle escaped his lips.

cheek in a

It was a reminder of

not take the bait, but irritation flickered behind his composed facade. Instead of lashing out, he exhaled a sharp laugh. “Nate,

her eyes. “That applies

She always had a

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sent an unexplainable irritation twisting in Jonathan’s chest. With a sharp motion, he drove the knife back into the

him more than he cared to admit. What did she even see in him? The man was nothing more than a rigid block of ice

with an unrelenting stare. “Release Lone Ranger.” His words were quiet, yet each syllable

let out a humorless chuckle, though his expression turned icy. “You have quite