The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1708:

Corrine returned the smile and quickened her pace. “What inspired the sudden lunch invitation?”

“Not here,” Rachel said, slipping her arm through Corrine’s as they walked inside. “Let’s talk inside.”

Once seated in the quiet of a private dining room, Rachel hesitated briefly before reaching into her bag and producing a slim envelope. Her voice was careful, almost fragile. “Corrine… did you have this villa transferred under my name?”

Corrine calmly lifted the glass of lemon water by her side, took a small sip, and then gave a slight nod. “Yes. Is something wrong?”

Rachel took a breath, as if weighing her words. “I know you’ve always looked out for me… but I had someone look into the property. It’s worth one hundred and eighty million. That’s… too much, Corrine.”

Rachel had never regretted marrying into the Ford family. If anything, she felt she had fulfilled a lifelong dream—and beyond that, she was deeply moved by how sincerely they had embraced her.

much?” Corrine’s tone was almost amused. “Rachel, the Ford family might not have the historic prestige of the Astleys, but they’re not short on resources. To the Fords, a house like that is no more than a gesture. You’ve

say. For a moment, she could

the more she came to understand

the feeling that she hadn’t done nearly enough

the rawness of it. A quiet chill flickered in her gaze. “Did Jules do something

new on

her head, teeth

Corrine asked, genuinely puzzled, as she reached

she was a woman herself, she had never developed a tolerance for

she found it irritating, nor did she feel some deep surge of