The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1365:

Left with empty hands, Corrine lifted her head and stared up at the sky. A wry smile tugged at her lips. “Really… it is nothing. Just a fight with my fiancé.”

“What?” Kinsley’s eyes widened, her jaw slack with disbelief. “You have a fiancé?”

Corrine gave a slow nod. “Is that so strange?”

“Of course it is strange!” Kinsley blurted out. “You are still so young. I mean, dating someone? Sure. But a fiancé?”

A resigned laugh escaped Corrine’s throat. “I am twenty-five, Kinsley. It’s not that unheard of.”

At that, Kinsley awkwardly pressed her lips together, muttering under her breath, “I didn’t realize you were that old.”

To her, Corrine still seemed like the girl she had met back then—sharp-tongued, fearless, and far too innocent to be tangled in something as serious as a fiancé.

face flickered through her mind, rugged and familiar.

been quietly devoted to Corrine. Loved her from a distance, never brave

never knew—never suspected—that Kinsley had

hesitated, fingers tightening around the neck of the bottle. “Do I

of him,” Corrine said casually. “Nate.

rush of relief sweep through her. Her breath eased out

was

perhaps—there was still a

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closely, her gaze sharp and unreadable. “What are you thinking

a moment, she raised an eyebrow with feigned disdain. “You’re young, but your taste?

stared at her.

impossible to fault. She couldn’t vouch for his soul, but his face? That was

taste was being called