The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1294:

Then—Jonathan’s phone rang.

His gaze flickered toward the screen. Seeing the caller ID, his expression shifted subtly.

A long, calculated pause stretched before he finally answered.

Whatever he heard on the other end made his eyes narrow. His grip on the phone tightened, his pupils contracting with something dark and dangerous. A slow, ominous energy settled over him.

Without a word, he ended the call with a cold, disdainful snort.

His cold gaze locked onto Nate’s, unreadable and sharp. Then, without warning, his eyes flicked to Corrine. A heartbeat later, he strode forward, his voice edged with frustration. “I must have owed you in my past life!”

stared at him, thrown off by the sudden outburst.

was firm, protective, a silent warning. At that moment, he radiated the quiet, lethal dominance

Without breaking stride, he brushed past them, heading straight

sank onto the sofa, and she turned to him, searching his

first words to Nate resurfaced

was effortless, unreadable. “We had

lips curved, and his typically cold voice

“I never thought the two of you

His hand lifted, fingers trailing through her hair before he pressed a lingering

moment hung between them, warm and

stepping into the reception room like

something in his expression sharpened. He clicked his tongue against his teeth, the hint of a smirk curling at his lips. “I wonder if you still stand by