The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1713:

“Sorry, I…”

But before she could elaborate, Nate turned sharply and strode toward the car.

With a resigned expression, Corrine quickly followed, slipping into the car beside him. The atmosphere inside was stifling, filled with unspoken tension.

Matias, seated at the front, caught their tense expressions in the rearview mirror and cleared his throat to break the silence. “Mr. Hopkins, we’ve tracked down the truck driver.”

The car hummed steadily down the road. When Corrine stepped out at Celtis Estate, Mandy followed closely behind, while Nate drove off without sparing so much as a backward glance.

“Miss Holland, let’s head inside,” Mandy kindly suggested.

the bandage on Corrine’s forehead, and an involuntary frown creased her brow. No wonder Nate had looked so furious—seeing Corrine like this was enough to

let out a weary sigh. “Do you know

hesitated, visibly uneasy. “Miss Holland… we don’t have the right to ask about his

unease curling in her stomach. From what she knew of Nate, the hit-and-run driver who had been apprehended would soon wish he

that she voiced it—some thoughts were best kept

if Mandy stayed quiet,

the strings behind the scenes. Without another word, she turned and headed

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you wish, Miss Holland,” Mandy replied, stepping back with a

her eyes fixed on the ceiling above, gaze distant, thoughts scattered. Then her phone buzzed on

screen.

on your side?” A short pause followed before he continued. “I just got word—the Garcia family’s making moves against you. For now, avoid Pinetree City. Lay low until we know more. We don’t