The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1706:

Nate didn’t blink. “If it bothers you, go find a woman on your own. I won’t stop you.”

Franco froze, caught off guard. If getting a woman was that simple, couldn’t he just yell into the sky and have one drop into his lap?

Unbeknownst to him, fate had other plans—because one day, that’s exactly what would happen.

That night, Corrine and Nate left for the airport together.

As the plane sliced through the clouds, Corrine tapped out a message to Leif. She kept it brief—blaming work for her early departure and offering a faint hope of meeting again.

Leif read the message without surprise. His lips curved faintly, a ghost of a smile flickering before he set the phone aside. Just as he expected.

And yet, the ease with which Corrine had chosen Nate over him—so swiftly, so cleanly—clawed at something beneath his composed exterior. A dull ache bloomed in his chest, bitter and hard to ignore.

lit up, buzzing on the

Lone Ranger.

“Is Corrine with you?”

“Why do you ask?”

up information on Claude before relaying what he had found. “Weird thing is, there’s nothing—no trail, no leads. But I did uncover something else. The Powell family’s heir has been gravely injured and hasn’t recovered yet. Now the Powell patriarch is offering a massive reward for any

narrowed as he processed the news. “Wipe Corrine’s

𝗧𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗮𝘁 gⱯ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⫽𝖼𝗈𝗺

on it,”

later, the plane touched down smoothly in

checked her phone the moment she had signal, squinting at a new message from

at Celtis Estate, she slipped into the bathroom and immediately called

he returned to

Claude—she’d almost forgotten him.