The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1732:

At that moment, a man hidden among the foliage had a high-powered scope trained on the helicopter, speaking into his comms, “Team A has located the target—” He stopped short when he felt a blade at his throat.

Corrine’s dagger pressed against his artery, her voice low and deliberate. “How many of you are out here?”

The sniper hadn’t seen her coming. His eyes narrowed, a glint of steel in them. “Who are you?”

“Who I am doesn’t matter.” She finished the sentence—and him—before he could say another word. With a swift flick of her wrist, the blade sliced cleanly through his neck.

The man clutched at the wound, convulsing and gasping as blood spilled. Corrine watched in silence, unmoved, before leaning in and slipping the earpiece from his ear.

Deep in the jungle, Presley approached Nate. His voice was steady as he reported, “Sir, the sniper’s position has been revealed. Saul’s gone to take care of it.”

lifted his gaze, his expression sharp. “Take care

afford delays—Corrine would grow anxious if

message crackled through Presley’s earpiece, and a subtle shift

Mandy just reported that Miss Holland may have made it

turned glacial, an unspoken threat radiating from him like a storm front. The intensity prickled across Presley’s skin, leaving him cold with dread. He didn’t need to hear a word to know

to his feet and

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“Sir, it’s too soon. Going out now is

locked on the distant wall of trees, his face carved with fury, lips

think about the broader mission.” Corrine was Nate’s weak spot—Presley understood that—but they’d come too far to let emotions unravel

before something explosive. His jaw clenched, gaze razor-sharp. “Since when do you make my decisions