The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1437:

Jonathan noticed the shift in her eyes. His smirk faded slightly as he said calmly, “I’m not targeting the Hopkins family.”

Corrine watched him intently, searching for the truth in his words. But Jonathan’s eyes held steady, making her question her own doubt.

He gently twirled the ring on his thumb. “So, what do you want to know? The Hopkins family? Claude? Or… Scarlette Powell?”

Startled, Corrine gasped, her chest tightening unexpectedly. She hesitated, then asked in alarm, “How much do you know about Scarlette?”

“As I thought.” Jonathan’s grin widened, a knowing look in his eyes, as if he’d been waiting for her to ask. “You came to the right person. Most wouldn’t be so open with you.”

Corrine had drawn her own conclusions about Scarlette. “She is Nate’s mother and remarried into the Powell family?”

“That’s right,” Jonathan said coldly. “Not every mother in this world welcomes her child’s birth. Scarlette never did. She’s carried a deep, bitter loathing for Nate all his life. And if you want to understand why, you have to go back—back to the grudges left behind by the generation before us. Nate keeps you in the dark not to deceive you, but to protect you from the mess that comes with the truth. But let me be clear—Scarlette is not innocent. Compared to Bryant and Andromache, she makes them look kind. Fate has a twisted sense of humor. Nate has the birthright, the power, the position—everything a man could ask for. But the one thing he’s always craved, he never had. Not even a trace of love from his own mother.”

with a mischievous smile, laced with

him, feeling like she was in a maze, unable to fully comprehend him.

as his enemy, should be celebrating his

bitter enemies,

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turned his eyes toward Corrine.

“Peace?” Corrine was confused.

from Jonathan, it

she could remember, Jonathan had been Nate’s shadowed

now, just like that, they were done

Jonathan said, already pulling the door open

as Jacob’s car came to a sudden stop, and he strode toward

window, Corrine called