The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1696:

Still, she wasn’t ready to surrender to it. Not yet.

“No matter when,” Leif said softly, brushing a hand gently through her hair, “that place will always be your second home. If you don’t want to stay a bit longer here, then go back to Lyhaton when you’ve finished what you came for. I can always come to you.”

Corrine nodded. “Alright.”

She wasn’t hurrying off because of Nate’s urging—her mind was fixed on the ongoing acquisition of Holland Group. Loose ends still dangled, and she couldn’t breathe easy until she’d tied them up herself.

She scattered the fish food across the glistening lake, then straightened and turned to leave.

Leif remained rooted in place, his eyes following her silhouette as it drifted away.

ear. “Mr. Mendoza, the person we were watching for hasn’t shown.” Leif’s brow twitched. Not the answer

He’d assumed the man would barge in

assistant’s gaze subtly shifted toward the rockery. Leif followed

eyes narrowed, cold

plain sight, lifting a hand

hand tucked in his pocket and the other swinging easily at his side,

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can leave now,” Leif said to his assistant, still watching Franco’s approach. The assistant hesitated for a beat, then withdrew without

but name.” A house without an heir was a house waiting to

flinch. He turned toward the shimmering lake and asked nonchalantly, “How far have Nate and Corrine gotten?” The bluntness caught

Corrine wasn’t just Nate’s girlfriend—she was practically his fiancée. And here Leif was, brazenly coveting her like

soon. Didn’t she mention that?” Franco replied, the words laced with pointed weight. He let them hang