The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1632:

Jules shifted the ice pack against his throbbing eye socket, flinching as cold met tender flesh. Silently, he cursed Zeke with every fiber of his being. Friendship be damned—Zeke’s fist had struck with unmerciful force.

Inhaling deeply to steady his fraying nerves, Jules replied with calculated coolness, “As the second-largest shareholder of the company, shouldn’t you naturally be the one to step forward?” Blue Core Technology had emerged from Jules’ own vision and determination, built independently of the Ford family’s influence, without trading on their prestigious name.

During those precarious early days, he had weathered countless rejections while hunting for investors. Eventually, Corrine had offered her personal savings, yet the voracious tech industry devoured money, particularly for essential equipment.

To sustain him through financial droughts, Corrine had quietly sold her jewelry collection, keeping the sacrifice hidden from her family. As the company gradually found solid footing and began yielding profits, Jules reclaimed all her jewelry pieces and presented her with a substantial sum, cleverly labeling it as dividends from the company’s success.

From that pivotal moment, Corrine secured her position as a permanent shareholder in the company.

“Besides,” Jules added, “your familiarity with the Charles family far exceeds my own.”

absorbing his words, Corrine massaged her temples wearily. “Alright, I’ll visit

“Good.”

Corrine pivoted gracefully and glided

glass of milk toward Corrine. “What

milk and melted into his comforting embrace. “Nothing serious, just Jules tangling himself in

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eyes softening with tender warmth, as he guided

him a sidelong glance before taking a

she swept them clean with a languid stroke of

gaze intensified, his Adam’s apple rising and falling with

“Let’s sleep.”

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