The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1711:

“I should escort you to the office.” A gnawing sense of dread took hold of Jules, as though disaster loomed just beyond the horizon, waiting for the right moment to strike.

“There’s really no need,” Corrine countered firmly. “Don’t fret.”

Acknowledging her resolve, Jules relented. “Just make sure you’re safe on the road.”

“Stop worrying.” She chuckled, dismissing his concern with a wave as she headed to the parking lot.

Jules remained stationary, watching until Corrine settled into her vehicle. Only then did he set off.

Rachel sat quietly in the passenger seat. A worried crease formed between her brows. “Jules, is something bad going to happen?”

affection for Corrine sharpened her concern, especially given his

the steering wheel, Jules’ concern was written all over

her?” Rachel proposed. “We could ensure she reaches the office

his decision was clear as

toward the office. Glancing in her rearview mirror, she

Jules, keeping his eyes on the road. “The Garcia family has gone unusually quiet

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through the speakers. “I’ve got a feeling they’re

Corrine maintained her smile, a frosty spark lit up her eyes. Her tone was as sharp as icicles. “Let them try. They won’t know what hit

approached the Ford Group headquarters, Jules let out a relieved exhale. “Just keep your guard up

cut off by a blaring horn as a truck burst from a side street,

out!” screamed Rachel