The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1387:

“Rumors do not appear out of thin air. There must be some truth to them.”

“They say Ford Group has had Lyhaton under its thumb for years, propped up by political strings. Who knows what happens behind the scenes?”

The atmosphere turned thick with whispers and sideways glances. Corrine became the silent epicenter of their speculation. Delight and anticipation stirred beneath the surface—competitors savoring what looked like the beginning of her downfall.

Natasha’s patience snapped. She rose slightly in her seat, voice sharp and laced with disdain. “When one dog begins to bark, the rest follow without reason. Looking around, the resemblance is uncanny.”

The insult hit like a slap—subtle but unmistakable.

For a brief moment, the murmuring ceased. Faces flushed. Eyes darted.

“In matters like this, evidence is everything. And considering your reputation for precision, Mr. Hopkins, I assume you have something solid to support

took a long, unhurried sip of his coffee, eyes narrowing as he watched her—his silence louder than words, his smirk curling like smoke on the rim of his

silence. “Miss Holland, with your talent and potential, there is no doubt you will take Ford Group to greater

melting ice. Her tone dropped to a chilling

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back, visibly shaken. The confidence she wore earlier began to

a flicker of disdain passed through his

of porcelain echoing in the room. “There is evidence,” he said, his tone slow and heavy, “but due to the seriousness of the case, it is

conference hall swung open with a dramatic thud. Uniformed officers stepped inside in formation, their presence cutting through the

into a subtle, unreadable smile—calm,

had choreographed this