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.

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

to say. For a moment, she could only stare at Corrine

her, the more she came to understand the warmth hidden behind that composed, cool

couldn’t shake the feeling that she hadn’t done nearly

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

what’s new

a faint shake of her head, teeth softly pressing into her bottom

crying?” Corrine asked, genuinely puzzled,

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

irritating, nor did she feel some deep surge of empathy. She simply