The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1322:

Dewey’s face tightened, his head lowering as his eyes flicked nervously over Nate’s features, trying to discern his thoughts.

Nate remained an enigma, his expression unreadable, a mask of calm that betrayed no hint of emotion.

Yet Dewey clung to a sliver of confidence. After all, he was a father—a father with the right to discipline his child. No matter how powerful Nate was, he couldn’t interfere in a matter so personal, could he?

This thought gave Dewey a bit of courage.

Just as Dewey straightened his spine, ready to stand firm, Nate’s cold voice sliced through the air. “Your father?”

Corrine’s face was unreadable, but her eyes gleamed with a frosty light as she replied, “No.”

eyes shot to Corrine, his voice rising in a crescendo of fury. “Corrine, what nonsense are you speaking? How dare you deny me as your father in

words, Nate’s

like a blade poised at his throat, stifling any

stare was suffocating, the quiet force behind it so powerful that Dewey’s words seemed to

he was dead,” Nate said slowly, his voice as cold as

next words to Dewey. “All these years without contact. It would

calm in Nate’s voice carried a hidden threat, like a storm

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gaze flickered

Every instinct screamed

he could utter a single word, Nate had already turned away, pulling Corrine

who knew when he’d have the chance to speak to