The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1472:

Corrine kept her tone even. “Natasha’s on it.”

Jules gave a cold, humorless chuckle. “That man doesn’t get it, does he?” He had made things very clear at the event yesterday—bluntly, unmistakably. And yet Dewey walked around as if he’d forgotten the warning altogether.

Clearly, forgetting wasn’t the issue. He needed a reminder he wouldn’t shrug off.

Corrine seemed to read Jules’ mind. “Keep him occupied. Give him something that eats up his time. He’ll lose interest if he’s too busy to scheme.”

“Consider it done,” Jules replied.

After the call ended, Corrine stepped over to the wide window overlooking the city.

Below, traffic surged in every direction—an endless stream of motion, like ants scrambling in fast-forward.

memory of the wedding dress she’d glimpsed earlier, still clinging to the edges of her thoughts. Either way, something

she left the office, car keys

a drive, but when she came back to her senses, she was parked outside the hotel Nate was

at the sight, momentarily puzzled, and then gave a small, amused shake of

the ignition, her phone

on the screen,

starts at

up, and his voice met her like warm velvet—deep, steady, and

haven’t you gotten out of the car

she glanced around but didn’t spot him. “How did

crackled through

reply, someone knocked on her