The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1335:

A playful velvet dress, rich in texture, clung to her slender frame, adding to her doll-like charm—a princess stepping out of a childhood fairytale.

“Miss Holland.” The voice came from the side.

Corrine turned her head slightly. Bryant had appeared beside her, his composed demeanor as unshaken as ever.

The tailored suit draped over his broad shoulders only reinforced the impression of meticulous elegance.

She had seen that same poised expression before, back at the resort on the island—calm, polished, exuding effortless refinement.

hers. “Miss Holland, may I have a private

the device over on the armrest. Slowly, she leaned back and regarded him with a faint, elusive smile. “And what, Mr. Hopkins, do you wish to

in a polite, unreadable smile. Yet beneath that mask of civility, his gaze carried an unmistakable sharpness. “Miss Holland, I cannot help but notice—you seem to harbor a certain

a brow, her tone effortlessly indifferent. “Oh?

would prefer we set aside any… preconceived notions.” Bryant’s smile remained, though his words carried weight. “I have great confidence in your abilities, and I believe a partnership between us could be mutually beneficial. You heard the announcements earlier. As the deputy head of the summit organizing committee,

against her temple, her body language exuding an air of effortless indifference. “I am afraid you will be disappointed. I prefer to work alone. I find

smooth, deliberate. “But be careful, Miss Holland. Play with fire long enough, and even the most cautious hands get burned. No

more content at

Ford family’s status in Lyhaton is undeniably formidable,” he continued. “But power

seasoned mentor advising a reckless pupil, but

an insignificant name on paper. And Corrine? Just another