The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1720:

Carl turned his attention to him, eyes narrowing slightly.

Jules gave a succinct rundown of the situation.

“So Nate struck before you did?” Carl’s brow creased with disapproval. “What kind of family are you? You couldn’t even get a chance to avenge Corrine.”

Jules froze, caught off guard by the accusation. It was as if Carl had completely missed the point.

With a low scoff, Carl muttered, “At least he’s got some sense.”

Though no name was mentioned, the admiration aimed at Nate was unmistakable.

Jules quietly took in the shift. Sooner or later, Carl would see Nate as someone worthy—if only because of Corrine.

in thought,

at Celtis Estate,”

the order. “Tell her to halt

“Understood.”

begun to lighten. She reached out instinctively, but the sheets

Her gaze landed on him,

she was awake, he crushed out his cigarette, slid the balcony door

he waited a beat, letting the chill

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and extended her arms, her voice hoarse and low.

a brief glance, sighed quietly, then stepped forward and gently drew her

against his chest, and without meaning to, her lips curved into the

on him—woodsy and clean, yet laced with a subtle trace of tobacco. Her nose wrinkled slightly in response. “I thought you didn’t smoke,” she

her back with quiet tenderness. His jaw tightened for