The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1624:

“Then tell them to continue.” Jonathan’s voice was low, resonant, final. “Let’s go. It’s time we paid an old friend a visit.” With that, he turned and strode back into the bar.

As the overhead lights flickered, shadows danced across his sharp features. A glint of menace shone through his refined eyes and elegant brows. He looked like a grim harbinger striding over a field of sun-bleached bones—a cold embodiment of death cloaked in velvet.

Bleacher shuddered. He had heard the words, but it was the tone beneath them that chilled him to the marrow.

Tonight would not end quietly. And the man locked in the cellar… who knew how much of the night he could survive?

Meanwhile, Corrine settled into the car seat and immediately sensed something was off.

Her eyes flicked to the man in the driver’s seat.

way he held the wheel—too tight,

on the backs of his hands stood out,

right. “Nate,” she said gently. “What is

came out low and

that was a lie. It was tight—the feeling in his chest. A pressure

for Nate’s hand. “But you’re not yourself right

like heat—a ticking time bomb barely

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moment her words hung in the air, Nate slammed the brakes

halt sent Corrine lurching forward, her body straining against the seatbelt that saved

concern, his

face between her palms. “You didn’t do anything wrong, and I’m