The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1694:

Corrine’s smile curved slowly. “So, you’re the heir of the Mendoza family in Nelting… A surprise, indeed.”

Within the Red Flame organization, where unity came from shared purpose, the members never cared about each other’s lineage or hidden influence. Ideals bound them together; that was all that mattered.

Over time, without ever digging into one another’s histories, they’d formed a bond that felt closer than blood—family born from the same dream.

“Lyhaton’s Ford family heiress?” Leif’s tone dipped, laced with a faint warmth.

Their eyes met in mutual recognition. Leif gestured toward a nearby stone bench. “It’s quieter here. Let’s talk.”

The gazebo in the garden might have offered a view, but sharp eyes had a way of noticing too much.

Franco had been wandering for some time before his eyes finally locked on the pair near the water’s edge. He didn’t approach. Closing in might alert them. So he stayed near the rockery, distant enough to remain unseen. The only problem was that he couldn’t hear their conversation.

From where he stood, he caught the moment Leif brushed the leaf from Corrine’s hair. His gaze narrowed.

that didn’t fit the role of casual friends,

Franco’s brows, his mind

he pulled out his phone, snapped a photo, and sent it to Nate with a short message: “What do you think their

to stew in confusion, he figured he

it bordered on unnatural. Now that Franco had the chance to shake

the message vanished into silence,

phone back into his pocket

fish food he’d

over the water, scattering crumbs to the fish darting about.

into fiction with

thought it would be difficult to see him again after their

are you staying here?”

paused, her brow creasing

had promised Nate she’d return

in that promise. Noticing her hesitation, Leif arched an eyebrow. “What, not even married yet and he’s already got you under house