The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1301:

“What is it you want to know?”

Despite his efforts to appear composed, the dealer’s voice betrayed his fear. “The boss clearly cares about that woman. What was so wrong about me trying to help?”

He had only intended to do his boss a favor—a simple act of loyalty.

Besides, no dealer with any sense would allow their employer to lose at the table.

Bleacher took a slow drag from the cigarette he lit, a smirk forming behind the haze of smoke. “And who exactly are you to assume you understand the boss’s intentions?”

had been at Jonathan’s side, yet even he never presumed to decipher his thoughts on Corrine.

himself perceptive, had taken it upon himself to interfere—rigging the game so Corrine

he and

and final. A thought

hand, he

Jonathan’s command—understood one

Jonathan stood by the floor-to-ceiling window in the observation room, swirling a glass of brandy as he watched

toward the man lounging on the sofa. “Does your offer from earlier still stand?” he asked, referring to the

with effortless elegance, one leg crossed over the other, hands resting on his knee. As he reclined slightly, his eyes remained half-lidded, like

next favorite is on

a moment, studying the amber liquid in his glass before speaking again. “Are