The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1450:

At the sight of him, Dewey froze for a moment, then quickly put on a grin and rushed forward.

“Mr. Ford, perfect timing! These people—they roughed me up and threw me out like garbage. You’ve got to help me! Oh, right—let me introduce myself. I’m Dewey Holland. Corrine’s father.”

Dewey’s excitement spilled over. “Kiley was my wife, which makes me your uncle!”

Believing he’d finally bridged the gap, Dewey flashed a smile, staring at Jules with hopeful eyes.

Jules let out a dry laugh. “Uncle, you?” The words dripped with scorn.

Dewey’s grin faltered, the brightness in his expression dimming as he took in the coldness on Jules’ face.

no warmth in Jules’ eyes—only a cold, cutting stare. Disoriented, Dewey asked warily, “Maybe there’s some kind of misunderstanding

left Corrine behind and figured the Ford family still held a grudge

richest in Lyhaton—if he had, he would’ve never surrendered Corrine’s custody or let them

gray haze. His voice cut through it—low, slow, and biting. “If I’m not mistaken, you

stunned. He hadn’t expected Jules to remember that

closer, stammering, but a man dressed in black stepped in front of him, his eyes cold

nephew, it’s all a huge misunderstanding!” Dewey blurted

on his actions, Dewey was filled with

nothing remarkable about Kiley’s background. How had she turned out to be the daughter

a rickety car, looking as if they’d come straight from the countryside.