The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1540

Chapter 1640:

Taylor froze. His expression crumpled, rebuilt itself, and then cracked again. “Wait, wait a minute…” What the hell?

His mouth moved, but no words followed.

Fiancé? Did she just say Nate Hopkins?

His mind scrambled to assemble the pieces, but they refused to fit.

How had this happened? How had those two ended up together?

His thoughts spun in helpless circles.

If it had been anyone else, he could have made them back off, made them reconsider.

But Nate?

He fought the urge to take a drink right then and there.

Meanwhile, Nate watched the flicker of shock on Taylor’s face. He understood men—understood the look of one realizing, too late, that he’d missed his chance.

“Let’s talk inside,” Corrine offered smoothly.

Once in the private room, the three settled around the table.

Nate passed a cup of coffee to Corrine with familiar ease. Taylor’s eyes narrowed slightly. “She doesn’t take caffeine after six. You didn’t know that?”


Nate met his gaze calmly.

Taylor raised an eyebrow, not breaking eye contact. His words carried a clear message to Nate—he knew Corrine well.

Then, a slow, provoking smile curled on Taylor’s lips.

unfazed by the provocation. “How’s your father

way his shoulders squared.

patriarch of the Charles family—didn’t extend such

understood the weight behind Taylor’s earlier

always known Taylor came from a prominent family, but for the head of the Charles household to mention sparring with Nate… it suggested a level of Nate’s influence far deeper than

secrets was Nate

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arriving one by one, filling the room

surprisingly calm, likely due to Nate’s

steal subtle glances at Corrine, unreadable emotions flickering in his eyes. Then, abruptly, he


“When’s the wedding?”

dropped like a stone into still water. Taylor didn’t ask out of idle curiosity—he asked because he knew the Hopkins family and its

legacy or power the Hopkins name carried—he’d find a way to make the bastard pay, regardless of his

the question clearly. He didn’t flinch. “I’m

glanced at him instinctively, and in his intense gaze, she saw

This wasn’t for show.

treated her with nothing less than sincerity. And now, that sincerity wrapped itself around those simple words like

her meal quietly, but Taylor mistook her composure

gave a dry laugh, lifted his glass, and

three of them stepped out into the night, parting ways at the entrance of Serenity

gaze following the sleek Venom GT as it disappeared down the road. He squinted his eyes. “Find

replied

rearview mirror. “Sir, one more thing—we’ve just confirmed it. Leif arrived in


like a match in dry

the gas, and she and Taylor headed straight for the

drill, got them suited up in record time.

his shoulder and made a mock

black car and a white car exploded off the

just fast. It felt inevitable—like

edged ahead—half a car

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