The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1481:

Jules looked up sharply. “Are you certain?”

“What choice do I have?” Corrine offered a faint smile, though the weariness beneath it was unmistakable. “Is there any path left other than walking straight into it myself?”

Jules looked away, eyes dropping to the floor, as though the weight of her resolve was too much to bear. “If I could take your place, I would.” But they both knew that fate offered no such kindness.

A silent sigh pressed through Jules’ chest.

When they arrived at the research institute, Eaton was sprawled across a stool with his legs crossed, calmly sipping his coffee like he had not a care in the world.

The moment his eyes landed on them, he jolted upright, nearly spilling his drink. “Why on earth did you bring Corrine here?”

gaze sweeping the eerily quiet lab. “Where is everyone? Off to celebrate without

tugged Corrine

brow, arms folded. “And this

out his chest and thumped it proudly. “Three thousand, eight hundred and twenty-six days. That is how long I toiled. Now

smile that did not quite reach his eyes. “So that is where two hundred million of my money went? Just that small

snapped into outrage. “You speak as though this was a stroll through a park! Do you have any idea

𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝒸h𝒶ρtєrs 𝑜𝓃

shot him a sideways glance, unimpressed. “You

and

insolent brat!” Eaton finally exploded, clambering onto a nearby stool to tower over Jules. “Mind your tone or… or I swear—apologize this instant

a brow, calm as ever. “If