The Jilted Heiress' Return to the High Life - Chapter 259

Chapter 259:

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Matias could feel the palpable tension in Nate’s tone, the weight of his unspoken words pressing through the phone line. He didn’t need to ask who Nate meant by “she,” and replied without hesitation, “Miss Holland ran into Bruce and Leah earlier today.”

There was a long, pregnant pause on the other end of the line.

The oppressive silence on the other end of the line made it difficult for Matias to breathe. He quietly acknowledged that even the most collected and strategic minds could be ensnared by the intricate dance of love.

Matias took a sharp breath before cautiously saying to Nate, “Mr. Hopkins, I hear the Ashton family is preparing for a big anniversary celebration for their company, and Miss Holland is invited. Should we do something about it?”

“There’s no need,” Nate responded, already grasping the implications.

“Assign someone to discreetly ensure she remains unbothered.”

“What?” Matias’ voice rose with surprise.

To Matias, Nate’s generosity was unexpected. Despite being aware that Corrine’s ex was an Ashton, Nate remained astonishingly laid-back about it. Was Nate playing hard to get, acting uninterested as a subtle strategy?

These thoughts whirled through Matias’ mind, painting a picture of potential romantic entanglements. However, his daydream was shattered by a sharp, cold voice asking, “You don’t understand?”

The voice was cold, like the chill of a flowing icy river.

Regaining his focus, Matias responded, “I understand, Mr. Hopkins.” As soon as he finished speaking, the call abruptly ended.

With a deep sigh, Matias began carrying out Nate’s directives.

Soon, the anticipated day of Ashton Group’s anniversary arrived. Aligning with their elevated standing, they had selected the luxurious Dreamscape Hotel as the venue.

The Ashton family gathered at the entrance, eagerly watching for Corrine’s arrival. However, as evening approached and Corrine had yet to appear, signs of restlessness were evident among the waiting hosts.

“Why is Corrine making us wait like this? Could she be doing this on purpose?”

“We extend her an invitation as a gesture of respect, and yet she treats it with such arrogance.”

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“I never wanted to invite her in the first place, and now we’re the ones looking foolish.”

Farris caught the murmurs, his face tightening with displeasure. With a firm grip, he slammed his cane to the ground and commanded in a hushed tone, “Silence!”

His anger silenced the group. Everyone looked around, their eyes accusing each other without words.

Leah then said softly, “Farris, all the guests are here. How about you all go in to welcome them? I can stay back for Corrine.”

Her voice was soft, reflecting the poise expected of a lady of her standing.

Farris glanced at Leah. In her white gown with dark brown curls flowing down her back, she was the epitome of grace and elegance. As she stood next to Bruce, they looked like a perfect match.

At today’s anniversary, the Ashton family intended to reveal Bruce and Leah’s upcoming engagement to the press. Hence, her attire today left no room for criticism.

Initially, Farris had thoughts of postponing, but the urgency from the Burgess family was pressing. The Burgess family had once rescued the Ashtons from financial trouble, on the condition that Leah would marry Bruce. A formal marriage felt rushed, so Farris only agreed to the announcement of their upcoming engagement.

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