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.

lowered to meet hers. “Miss Holland, may I have a private word

armrest. Slowly, she leaned back

civility, his gaze carried an unmistakable sharpness. “Miss Holland, I cannot help but notice—you seem to harbor a certain

arched a brow, her tone effortlessly indifferent. “Oh? And what gives

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, I would like to extend an invitation. Would you

lightly 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 I am

Miss Holland. Play with fire long enough, and even the most cautious

more content at

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

the tone of a seasoned mentor advising a reckless pupil, but beneath the civility,

Bryant’s eyes, the Ford family—despite being the wealthiest in Lyhaton—was nothing more than an insignificant name on paper. And Corrine? Just another woman who survived by clinging to powerful men. Without Nate, she