The Jilted Heiress' Return to the High Life - Chapter 29

Chapter 29:

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Waldo set his glass of water down with a soft clink and spoke first, his voice calm but tinged with an edge that sent a subtle chill through the air.

“Was that the man you were so determined to marry three years ago, despite the family’s objections?”

Corrine hesitated for a brief moment before nodding, her expression unreadable.

Waldo’s lips twisted into a derisive snort.

“That man doesn’t look the least bit deserving of you!”

He had prepared a long lecture for his niece, but seeing her stand there, quiet and reserved, his resolve softened. With a sigh, he shook his head, the sternness in his voice replaced by exasperation.

“You gave up a life of privilege, walking away from the Ford family, only to end up working for a man like that. Tell me, was it worth it?”

“No, it wasn’t,” Corrine replied with a faint, playful smile, handing him another glass of water.

“Uncle Waldo, don’t be mad. I’ve already learned my lesson.”

Waldo raised an eyebrow, accepting the glass with a dry chuckle.

“Mad at you? You’re the pampered darling of the Ford family. Even if I were ten times braver, I wouldn’t dare stay angry with you.”

It was no secret that the Ford family of Lyhaton—the wealthiest in the city—held one mysterious young woman at the center of their affections. Though her name was rarely mentioned, her presence in the family was legendary. Carl would move heaven and earth for her, and his two sons treated her as though she were made of gold.

Between her two uncles, Corrine seemed to share a particular ease with Waldo, perhaps because he was only eleven years older than her. Around him, she was uninhibited and unguarded in ways she wasn’t with Jayden.

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Looping her arm through his, Corrine shook it lightly.

“Oh, Uncle Waldo, I know I made a mistake. Don’t be mad, okay? Pretty please?”

Waldo sighed, his expression softening even as he tried to keep his tone stern.

“Corrine, you’re far from foolish, so why did you let yourself get tangled up in this mess?”

His brows drew together in frustration.

“What does Bruce have to offer that’s remotely worthy of you? I don’t know what kind of spell he cast, but it must’ve been a powerful one!”

His voice carried a mixture of disbelief and disappointment as he thought about all the ways Corrine had sacrificed for someone so undeserving.

As he fiddled with the glass in his hands, Waldo’s gaze darkened slightly, a shadow passing through his eyes behind the glint of his glasses.

“That meteoric rise of Ashton Group during the crisis—don’t tell me that had nothing to do with you.”

“Trust me, as a relative of one of the most distinguished lawyers in the world, I would never act against the law. Therefore, Attorney Ford, your efforts here are unnecessary.” Corrine was aware that Waldo detested seeing her mistreated by the Ashton family and was eager to defend her. However, using such extreme measures for minor conflicts was not the approach she wanted. If she truly wanted to get back at the Ashton family, she would need Waldo’s help.

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