The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1305:

As Nate listened to the soft, rhythmic sound of her breathing, his gaze drifted downward, settling on her serene, untroubled face. The dim light cast delicate shadows across her features, accentuating her stillness. A flicker of emotion crossed his eyes before he bent down, brushing his lips lightly against her cheek.

He lingered for a moment, watching her, before getting out of bed. With a quiet exhale, he grabbed his phone from the nightstand and padded toward the balcony. The cool night air greeted him as he dialed Zack’s number. “Any progress in the lab?”

On the other end, Zack pulled off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose, a weary sigh escaping his lips. “There is still one substance undergoing analysis.”

“Speed up the process.” Nate’s voice carried an unmistakable edge as his gaze flickered back toward the sleeping Corrine. A shadow passed over his expression. “In a few days, get Eaton out of the lab.”

A brief pause. Eaton had been the key figure at Research Institute 101 — his presence there constant, uninterrupted since the day he first stepped inside.

might have considered it confinement, in reality, it

whatever the reasoning, there was only one response he could

as she slowly opened her

room made it clear. The sheets

lingering warmth, savoring the last tendrils of sleep. Eventually, she sighed and forced herself upright, stretching

the time she settled in front of the vanity, her thoughts had begun to gather like scattered puzzle

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some sign of exhaustion—yet there was none. No fatigue, no lingering weakness. Instead, she

was

fingers hovered over the tabletop as unease crept in. How had Jonathan known she had suddenly fallen ill? And more importantly, what

that maybe Jonathan knew how to cure