The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1475:

Corrine stepped forward, her heels clicking lightly against the floor, her gaze cutting sharply toward him. “Mr. Seymour, someone of your standing clearly believes I am unfit to be Nate’s wife,” she said coolly. “But Elva Quinn—she is good enough for him, is she not?”

Moses blinked, stunned into silence. He had crossed a line he could not uncross.

Nate reached out, tugging Corrine gently onto his lap. His voice was casual, but his eyes searched her face. “What kept you?”

“Kept me?” Corrine arched a brow. Her lips curved into a faint smile that held no warmth. “I thought I arrived just in time. Any sooner, and I would have missed such a compelling tale. It seems I’m standing in your path to a brighter future.”

Nate brought her hand to his lips, brushing a kiss against her knuckles. “Are you jealous?”

“No.” She pulled her hand away, her tone flat.

twisted—she was not

before. Heard whispers, murmurs,

the subject of social gossip on the Independent Continent. The rumors had sounded like

of those circles, Elva had already secured

certainty? Why else would he assume that Nate

shared a look with Moses. Without a word, the two men slipped out, leaving the space behind

rose and wandered toward the window. Her gaze swept over the scene beyond—the thick cluster of trees behind the hotel, alive with spring’s green. A narrow path wound through the grove, half-hidden beneath

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like to take a walk?” Nate appeared beside her, his arm wrapping easily

tilted her head up to

a light rain began