The Jilted Heiress' Return to the High Life - Chapter 331

Chapter 331:

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Karina watched, a perverse sense of relief washing over her, lightening her spirits. She couldn’t help but smirk, pulling out her phone to capture Bruce’s pitiful state. She quickly sent the photos to Corrine, along with a voice message saying, “Just so you know, you’ll never find a prince in a dumpster!”

Lately, the Ashton family had been reeling from one disaster after another. Corrine had extracted a large settlement from them, they had been forced to stop their hot spring hotel project, and now, their board members were threatening to pull their investments.

Forced to salvage his family’s reputation, Bruce found himself attending numerous social events to mend fences. Normally, Bruce wouldn’t have bothered with these minor investors, but given the current dire circumstances, he couldn’t afford to ignore anyone.

That evening, he had managed to eat very little, and his stomach was now rebelling.

“Bruce,” called Leah, her voice reaching him from nearby.

Bruce raised his head to see Leah approaching swiftly, her figure clad in a nude pink silk dress.

“What are you doing here?” he questioned, his expression tense as he shot a questioning look at his assistant.

Caught off guard, the assistant remained silent, but Leah quickly interjected, “I insisted on coming. The blame is on me. You weren’t answering my calls, and I was so concerned, I had to come check on you.”

Her voice trembled slightly, her eyes shimmering with the threat of tears, which lent her an air of tragic delicacy. The light fabric of her outfit, paired with her soft, understated makeup, accentuated her delicate presence, stirring a faint sense of sympathy in Bruce.

“Sweetheart, how could I ever blame you?” Bruce murmured, drawing Leah close and tenderly brushing away the tears from her cheeks.

“We’ve hit a few bumps with the company. There’s talk of pulling out investments, and I’m working on smoothing things over.”

A flicker of concern crossed Leah’s eyes.

“Is Calan Archer among them?” Unlike Corrine, who was assertive and involved in business, Leah had envisioned a life on the stage and steered clear of corporate affairs.

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Bruce was pleased to address her curiosity.

“He and a few others. I plan to have them back on board shortly.”

That day, Calan had confronted Bruce at a charged board meeting, a reminder that Bruce needed to be more proactive about the company’s stability. The current investments had been secured through Corrine’s efforts. These investors trusted her completely, and there was always the risk they might follow her suggestion if she persuaded them to pull out, catching him off guard.

Guilt shadowed Leah’s features.

“I’m sorry. This turmoil… it’s all because of me. Without me, there wouldn’t be any misunderstandings or board issues…”

“It’s not your fault,” Bruce reassured her with a soft, understanding smile.

“We’re not ready to go public with our engagement yet, which means some discomfort for you for now.”

Leah settled into his embrace.

“As long as your love is true, I can handle any challenge.”

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