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.

went quiet, lost in thought, then asked, “Where

resting at Celtis Estate,”

thoughts turning as his frown deepened. Slowly, he gave the order. “Tell her to halt

“Understood.”

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

scanned the room. Her gaze landed on him, standing outside on the

he saw she was awake, he crushed out his cigarette, slid the balcony door open, and stepped inside.

waited a beat, letting the chill fade

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her head and extended her arms, her voice hoarse

quietly, then stepped forward and gently drew her into

chest, and without meaning to, her lips

familiar scent on him—woodsy and clean, yet laced with a subtle trace

when I’m under pressure,” Nate replied, patting her back with quiet tenderness. His jaw tightened for a heartbeat, and then he added, “I’m leaving