The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1734:

She shrugged nonchalantly. “They’ve all been killed.”

Saul’s face contorted with disbelief. Presley was shocked. All of them—killed?

These weren’t ordinary guards but top-level mercenaries—the best money could buy. Yet somehow, Corrine had killed three of them without breaking a sweat.

Since when had top-level mercenaries become such easy prey?

At Corrine’s casual revelation, Nate’s grip on her hand tightened almost imperceptibly.

“As your partner, I refuse to be the weak link,” she whispered, noticing his reaction. Sensing his discomfort, Corrine gently squeezed his hand and shifted topics with a curious smile. “How are you maintaining outside communication?” The question had been nagging at her—if their devices worked, why had Nate’s phone been supposedly useless?

“The entire island is blanketed with signal jammers,” Saul explained evenly, his eyes carefully tracking Nate’s expression. “Our equipment uses specialized anti-jamming technology to break through. But appearing disconnected was necessary to lure them into the open.”

The truth crystallized in Corrine’s mind—Nate had orchestrated this from the start.

What seemed like enemies encroaching on Nate’s domain was actually an elaborate snare, with the hunters unwittingly becoming the hunted.

Meanwhile, Barton Chadwick, the mercenary leader, hovered over a drone monitor, watching events unfold with growing unease.

The abrupt silence from his snipers drew a string of curses from his lips as realization dawned—something had gone terribly wrong.

What had begun as a straightforward operation had violently tilted against them without warning.

LΑτєѕτ chαρτєrs ιn g𝓪l𝑛ovєl𝑆.𝗰𝑜𝗺

to process this sudden

surveillance feed before he

caller could speak, “You guaranteed Nate would be completely vulnerable and unprepared for our ambush, didn’t you? What’s with the drone? How were my men silently taken

flickering within their depths. “He always slips through dangerous situations? Well,

his arrogance, he grossly

minutes, every single one of Barton’s operatives had either disappeared or gone silent. The implications weren’t lost on

even Barton himself

like a puppet from the beginning!” Barton spat, his

truth dawned on him—control

him was where his perfect plan had unraveled. If Nate had the capability to neutralize his

had Nate deliberately delayed and hidden from the

elegance, his

defiance etched into every line of his face.

of his phone sliced

brow creased as he glanced

never called unless

voice a blade of

Barton’s spine

pressed the phone to his ear, a deafening explosion thundered through the line. His heart lurched painfully as his fingers tightened

Chadwick, our base is under attack, and the damage is significant!” Blood rushed

keep his voice steady, he

“The police!”