The Jilted Heiress' Return to the High Life - Chapter 150

Chapter 150:

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Her lips curled into a faint, mocking smile.

“I’ve disrupted his celebration?”

Bruce, “Just because you’re choosing to ignore the truth doesn’t mean the rest of us are blind!”

Those gathered exchanged uneasy glances. They all understood the root of the chaos—the Ashton family’s relentless accusations. Still, the family’s status in Lyhaton left most of the guests too wary to voice their thoughts.

Diego, his voice hesitant but audible, suggested, “Miss Holland, if you really are affiliated with Timeless Treasures, couldn’t you provide some proof?” Surely, if she had evidence, it would settle the matter and defuse the tension.

To everyone’s shock, Corrine responded with calm indifference.

“I don’t have it.”

Diego blinked, visibly startled. He couldn’t fathom how someone could be so unwaveringly confident in such a precarious position.

An uneasy silence descended, stretching uncomfortably, until a commanding voice shattered it.

“The Ashton family home appears to be filled with vigor today.”

Heads turned as an elderly man in a neatly pressed gray suit entered at a measured pace. In his left hand, he rolled a bead bracelet between his fingers, while his right hand remained tucked neatly behind his back. His slightly gray hair and polite smile softened his features, but the sharp glint in his eyes betrayed his keen intellect.

Diego quickly rose from his seat, his demeanor shifting to one of respect.

“It’s an honor to have you here.”

Someone nearby whispered, “Who is that man?”

The reply came in a hushed, reverent tone.

“You don’t know Donnelly, the renowned antique collector?” The voice faltered slightly with excitement.

“He’s the consultant for Timeless Treasures!”

The person who asked the question gasped.

“The Timeless Treasures?”

They exchanged uneasy glances, a flicker of pity crossing their faces. It seemed clear that Corrine’s ordeal was far from over.

Donnelly exchanged light pleasantries with Diego, but his focus shifted as he caught sight of Corrine seated calmly in her chair. A knowing smile crept across his face, warming his sharp features.

He moved past Diego without hesitation and strode over to her.

“Well, well, what’s got you here today?” he asked with an air of easy familiarity.

The casual greeting froze the room in stunned silence.

Could it be that Donnelly actually knew Corrine?

Rita, standing among the onlookers, felt a sudden, inexplicable panic well up inside her. Her gaze darted to the plain pen holder sitting on the table, her heart sinking.

Was this simple piece truly connected to Timeless Treasures?

But wasn’t Corrine just a country girl?

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