The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1650

Chapter 1650:

Drawing a quiet breath to steady herself, Corrine forced a calm reply.

“I thought you were here for a tour?”

Before the moment could stretch any further, she seized the opening to slip out from under Nate’s arm.

The loss of her warmth left a strange emptiness in Nate’s chest.

Sliding one hand casually into his pocket, he glanced around her room. It was just as he remembered—warm, comfortable, but strangely impersonal.

For all that it was Corrine’s bedroom, there were no photographs, nothing to hint at her life or personality.

It was like she was just passing through—a traveler in a hotel room, ready to pack up and move on at any time.

lips. Her clear, observant eyes studied Nate as she took a small

thoughts?” she asked

was just a place to rest. She couldn’t quite grasp

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about leaving the

off balance. The faint smile

slowly along the rim

not sure when I’ll be

brow furrowed at

steady breath, her voice calm and detached, as if recounting someone else’s life

take long for Dewey to bring Clarissa into the house,” she began. “That was when I learned I had a half-sister, one born only a few months after me. Everything changed from that moment on. I was no longer the only daughter of the Holland family. My father was no longer just my father. Family dinners, vacations—they all went on in my absence. Excuses piled up. Reasons were given. I was sent away over and over again. For a time, I stayed with Dewey’s parents in the countryside. But after they passed, Dewey didn’t rush to bring me back. Instead, I was passed from place to place like baggage no one wanted to claim. At first, people treated me well, and I clung to that warmth like it was all I had. But sooner or later, everyone found a reason to

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it held no real

I learned to read people clearly. Learned not to get attached. Learned to prepare myself to leave before I could be thrown out. It’s

family, Corrine had already steeled herself against