The Jilted Heiress' Return to the High Life - Chapter 101
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Chapter 101:
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Nate, idly twirling a strand of Corrine’s hair, remained unfazed.
“Something more urgent has come up. We’ll need to postpone.”
A gleam of amusement shone in Corrine’s eyes. Something more urgent? Without waiting for a reply, Nate ended the call.
Corrine and Nate opted against the usual Lonsong Restaurant, choosing instead Corrine’s preferred haunt, Gourmet Spot. Nestled in a narrow lane, Gourmet Spot had transformed from a run-down courtyard house into a stylish private club. It preserved its historic architecture while incorporating a modern, two-story addition styled in vintage, exuding an air of ancient charm.
Upon opening the doors, they encountered twin glass tanks where blossoms floated above darting fish. Beyond the enclosure, a staircase led to the private dining areas on the second floor, which overlooked a pool surrounded by statues and dotted with flowers. A mist hovered above the pool, lending the place an ethereal allure. Among the trees, a woman’s silhouette could be discerned, her voice melodiously carrying as she sang into a microphone.
As Corrine walked with Nate to their reserved room, she couldn’t miss the owner’s evident respect for him, leading her to suspect that this establishment was under Nate’s control.
As the meal unfolded, Nate attentively served Corrine, only to notice her intense gaze.
“Would you be interested in visiting my grandmother with me tonight?”
She gently shook her head, replying, “I’m tied up with other commitments later.”
Nate accepted her response gracefully, suggesting, “I’ll escort you there later then.”
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Their meal drew to a close at one o’clock. Just as Corrine and Nate were getting ready to leave, Corrine’s phone rang—it was Farris calling.
“Corrine, it’s been ages since our last chess game.”
“Things have been pretty hectic for me lately with so much going on, so…” she started.
Interrupting her, Farris let out a weary sigh.
“I understand. It’s Bruce’s loss that he didn’t choose you. Don’t forget, my 80th birthday is around the corner, and I would love for you to be there. At this stage of my life, every day is precious. It’s my wish to see you once more.”
Initially, Corrine had intended to return the bracelet that Farris had gifted her and cut ties…
However, Farris’s straightforward request left her no room to refuse.
“Alright,” she said softly.
“Then I’ll expect you to be there,” Farris replied.
Ending the call, Corrine headed toward the entrance to wait for Nate. At that moment, a few people emerged from a private room on the first floor, led by none other than Bruce.
Bruce paused, momentarily disbelieving his eyes, until he stepped closer and confirmed it was indeed Corrine. Maintaining his composure, he addressed Kaiden from Ford Group, saying, “Mr. Hudson, I’ve just noticed a friend. Give me a moment to say hello.”
Kaiden, feeling the effects of the wine, gestured casually.
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