The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

er own, yet curiously, she ended up with that

he city in warmth. Fumbling with her phone, she dialed the number of her best friend, Karin

a roared up to the curb in

tly removed her sunglasses, eyes widening with stark co

her voice weak as she slumped against the comfort of the seat, telling her

Karina exclaimed, her temper rising swiftly. "D

it weren't for your brilliance, Bruce would still be floundering. What, is he a clueless fool, or just shamelessly grasping for more than he deserv

it seems a life filled with loving parents and a

, her expression softened, her forehead creasing with c

's no reason to feel sad anymore," Corrine replied, her voice a soft murmur. She offered

verish skin and muttered a curse under her breath. Decisive

ed at the thought of the A

was it that devised their plans and strategies? Without Corrine, woul

needed her, yet discarded her

ow long they'd manage wit

lly receded, she stirred

f the room, bathed in artificial light, and a pervasive s

mpting her to scan her surroundings. Her eyes finally se

hing around the sheets, and with a voice

her forehead. Finding no trace of fever, he exhaled silently in relief. He reached for a glass

head, her movement

ared, his gaze lingering on Corrine's worn features.

l Corrine had endured and a simmering fu

e rising storm within him, he asked