The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1569

Chapter 1569:

Inside the private room, Corrine immediately recognized the guests. There was Cutler from the northern district, Maxwell from the western district, and, of course, Moses, who had recently taken over the southern district. She had a feeling this gathering wasn’t just a simple party.

What she didn’t expect was to see Karina, evidently attending as Moses’ date for the evening.

When Karina spotted Corrine, her face lit up with delight. However, the moment her eyes landed on Nate, her smile faltered, replaced by visible unease. Ever since learning that Amelie had deceived her and used the guise of custom designing a wedding dress to harm Corrine, Karina had been filled with guilt. After she heard the whole story from Moses, the regret had only deepened. She hadn’t had the courage to face Corrine since.

“Are you avoiding me?” Corrine teased, flashing a half-smile in her direction.

Karina looked back at her with a pitiful, apologetic gaze. “I’m sorry. It was my negligence,” she responded.

Corrine grabbed a glass of juice from the table and took a sip. “It’s not your fault,” she said gently. “The enemy was just too cunning.”

Who could have guessed Elva would go so far as to use Karina as a pawn in her scheme?

At that, Karina didn’t hold back. She cursed Aliza thoroughly, then threw her arms around Corrine’s neck. “Thank goodness you’re okay,” she said with a relieved smile. “Otherwise, I’d never forgive myself.”

had first heard about Corrine’s incident, she’d slapped herself

was convinced she was a

murmured, patting Karina’s back

to join us for a game?” someone at the card table

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wrong opponent,” Moses muttered, shooting Maxwell a look. “She’s a legend at cards. You’d be better off preparing to

about you join us and play a few

table. “Are you trying to go bankrupt?”

were unbeatable at

looked at Karina. “Karina, come join

arms

her, at least. They demanded memory, strategy, and sharp attention, all traits she sorely lacked when it came to games like this. Whenever she tried to count the cards, the numbers slipped

wounded pride. It meant doubling down—literally. Win, and you kept what you wagered. Lose, and your losses automatically

It was reckless. Lavish.

joining. If she played even one round, she might as well kiss

with a grin tugging at his lips. “No worries,” he said smoothly, taking