The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

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Colton weighed his options for only a moment before nodding with surprising resolve. “Very well.”

Better to preserve the roots than sacrifice the entire tree.

Their core wealth could be protected, their connections maintained across distance. From such seeds, empires could be rebuilt when the time was right. Direct confrontation now would invite annihilation—a complete devastation from which no recovery would be possible.

Nate’s lips curled slightly, not in warmth but in cold appreciation. “At least someone in the Garcia family possesses wisdom.” He rose to depart, his mission accomplished.

As the imposing figure turned away, a flicker of recognition ignited in Colton’s memory. Squinting through the dim light, he called out, “Sir, please wait!” Nate halted mid-stride, casting a sidelong glance over his shoulder.

“Your face seems familiar,” Colton ventured carefully. “What connection do you have to the Hopkins family?”

voice carried the quiet certainty of absolute power. “Corrine Holland is the woman I love. Tell anyone

mind like a death knell. As a

youngest leader in the history

fell into stunned silence before erupting into

children tumbled down the staircase, collapsing beside his battered form

is where stories

can we possibly abandon Pinetree City? We’ve spent years crafting our reputation here. Leaving now would make us the laughingstock

simply cease our rivalry with the Ford family?

temples like a relentless drum. Finally, he brought

splintered wood commanded immediate attention, and the room fell

of realization, his eyes reflecting the devastation of their future. “We have

Astley families was formidable enough. Never would he have imagined the Hopkins family from the