The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1618:

“Corrine, are you not at the office today?” Jolene’s voice rang casually through the receiver.

Corrine’s gaze flicked instinctively to Waldo. “No. Is something the matter?”

On the other end, Jolene sounded breezy. “I have a bit of free time lately. Thought I might invite you out for a drink.”

Before Corrine could even shape a reply, Waldo reached over and plucked the phone from her hand. “Weren’t you abroad? When did you come back? Why are you suddenly—” Click. The call ended.

Corrine raised an eyebrow and tilted her head. “Did you two have a fight?”

Waldo scoffed, but the sound lacked conviction. “Do I even know her that well? What would we be fighting about?”

him. He wanted to grab her, shake her, force her to look him

with an amused smirk. “So… do you care

as though insulted. “Care for her?” His voice shot up in disbelief, sharp and defensive. “You

read him like a headline. Her silence spoke volumes. Waldo shifted uncomfortably, searching for a

had passed—until

her nose theatrically close to his collar, she added, “And unless

?????? —

caught. His eyes widened behind his glasses, and in an instant, he took a step back, sniffing at his own

herself. “Look at you—flustered. I struck a

to shield herself from the afternoon sun. “Just a word of advice, Waldo. Jolene has admirers lined up like they’re buying concert tickets. If you keep dragging your feet, you’ll be clapping at her wedding instead of standing beside her.” She turned and strolled away, her laughter still

her retreating silhouette. His jaw clenched slightly. Attend Jolene’s wedding? Over