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.

gaze lowered to meet hers. “Miss Holland, may

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

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 hostility toward

brow, her tone effortlessly indifferent.

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

her gaze, her lashes veiling the fleeting amusement in her eyes. Her fingers tapped lightly against her temple, her body language exuding an air of effortless indifference. “I am afraid you will be disappointed. I prefer to work

remained unmoved. “Independence is admirable,” he acknowledged, his voice smooth, deliberate. “But be careful, Miss Holland. Play with fire long enough, and

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never wavered, watching her closely, measuring every subtle shift in her expression. “The Ford family’s status in Lyhaton is undeniably formidable,” he continued. “But power is not eternal. Change is inevitable. Do you truly believe that aligning yourself

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Ford family—despite being the wealthiest in Lyhaton—was nothing more than an insignificant name on paper. And Corrine? Just another