The Jilted Heiress' Return to the High Life - Chapter 241

Chapter 241:

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“Breathe one word of this, and your precious garage goes up in flames.”

The threat carried weight—Jules’ garage housed his prized collection of limited-edition sports cars, each more valuable than the last.

“Final warning, Corrine. Come back now.” The gravity in his voice was unmistakable.

Recognizing the underlying concern in his stern command, Corrine pressed her lips together.

“Fine,” she conceded irritably.

After ending the call, she channeled her frustration into a gentle kick at an innocent flowerpot.

“upset you?” Nate asked softly, stepping closer and gently taking Corrine’s cold hand in his.

“Why is your hand so cold?”

He felt her unease and, without hesitation, tucked her hand into his pocket, his deep voice filled with quiet warmth.

“Let me warm it up for you, sweetheart.”

Corrine glanced at his profile, a hint of a smile tugging at her lips, but the sadness in her voice was unmistakable.

“Could you take me back to the Platinum Apartments later?”

Nate raised a hand, brushing her cheek gently as he nodded.

“Of course.”

They walked out of Gourmet Spot, the evening air cool against their skin. At the entrance, after Kason waved goodbye to Leah, his car began to roll slowly down the street.

Kason spotted Corrine from a distance, and for a brief moment, an odd feeling of déjà vu washed over him. He squinted, trying to place her face, but the memory slipped through his mind like water, and he quickly shrugged it off.

However, Leah’s eyes darkened when she saw Corrine, a flash of hatred and jealousy flickering beneath her cool exterior.

At that moment, the manager of Gourmet Spot approached Corrine, bowing slightly as he addressed her. Leah froze, her eyes widening in disbelief. Gourmet Spot had been a cornerstone of Lyhaton for years, always packed with patrons—a clear sign of the owner’s influence.

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The manager’s usual arrogance had been replaced with a respectful deference toward Corrine. Leah’s lips pressed into a thin line, her gaze following the manager and Nate as they left. Unable to contain herself, she took a step forward.

“Corrine.”

At the sound of her name, Corrine turned, her eyes narrowing with a flash of icy resolve.

Leah’s voice was sharp, dripping with venom.

“You really are like a persistent shadow.”

A faint, almost imperceptible smile curled at the corners of Corrine’s lips, her gaze sharpening with an edge of mocking amusement.

“I didn’t realize you could still be this bothered.”

“Shine so brightly after all the trouble your family’s been through.” Each word dripped with sarcasm, a sharp, stinging reminder that cut straight into Leah’s pride.

Leah’s expression darkened in an instant, her eyes narrowing with fury as a cold storm began to brew between her brows, the venom in her gaze aimed directly at Corrine.

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