The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1717:

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?”

the woman I love. Tell

a veteran in business circles, he knew exactly who

history of

Estate fell into stunned silence

the staircase, collapsing beside his battered form with frantic cries. “This is outrageous! We

is where

possibly abandon Pinetree City? We’ve spent years crafting our reputation

our rivalry with the Ford family? Or adopt the

frantic voices hammered against Colton’s temples like a relentless drum. Finally, he brought his cane

commanded immediate attention, and the room

of peaceful resolution!” Colton’s voice wavered with the weight of realization, his eyes reflecting the devastation of their future. “We have provoked forces far greater

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