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.

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 married into a distant family—don’t you think you deserve something that offers you stability? Think of it as me giving you

a moment, she could only stare at Corrine in

more she came to understand the warmth hidden behind that

shake the feeling that she hadn’t done nearly

the rawness of it. A quiet chill flickered in

new on

faint shake of her head, teeth

asked, genuinely puzzled, as she

she was a woman herself, she had never developed a

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