The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1321:

Dewey was momentarily stunned by her freezing, intimidating gaze. His previously aggressive demeanor faltered.

When Dewey realized he’d been rattled by a young woman, his temper flared again. He tightened his grip on her wrist and sneered. “Right, your maternal grandfather’s side of the family is nothing but a bunch of country folk, not worth mentioning. But I’m your father, and since I’m asking for help, you’ll do exactly what I say!”

“If you’re asking for help, shouldn’t you show a little humility?” Corrine raised an eyebrow in mockery. “Like, maybe kneel?” she taunted.

Dewey’s anger erupted. “That’s absurd!”

Without a second thought, ignoring the busy street around them, Dewey raised his other hand and swung it toward Corrine’s cheek. His palm sliced through the air like a blade, the force like a sharp gust.

narrowed, a cold fire flashing

hand seized Dewey’s

hand. Before he could even discern who had struck him, he found himself flung aside like

he tried to regain his footing, his wrist

upon a strikingly handsome face. The man was tall and imposing, his presence alone enough

outstretched, eager to flatter. “You

tone smooth and calculated. “I’m Dewey Holland from the Holland family of Pinetree City.

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Nate seemed oblivious to Dewey’s introduction, his arm wrapping around Corrine’s slender waist while his other hand rested on her wrist. As his eyes fell on the lingering red marks, his brow furrowed

scanned Nate, searching for any hint of disapproval. Having honed his instincts over the years, Dewey quickly sensed the subtle tension in the air. Nate wasn’t pleased, and Dewey’s