The Jilted Heiress' Return to the High Life - Chapter 333

Chapter 333:

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Their day began with a trip to a boutique, followed by a visit to a lingerie shop. During this outing, Nate called Corrine.

“Where might you be?” Nate inquired.

As Corrine noticed Karina showcasing a leopard print lingerie set, she turned her gaze away, slightly annoyed.

“I’m downtown shopping with Karina.” After a brief pause, she asked, “And you? Have you finished up at work?”

“Turn around,” replied Nate.

Corrine turned and saw Nate standing in the hallway, immaculately dressed in a black suit. The suit perfectly fit his tall, authoritative stature, and his carefully tied tie added a refined touch. The gentle lighting softened his usually stern and daunting appearance, giving his reserved demeanor a hint of mystery.

As she watched him, Corrine’s smile grew, illuminating her face.

Nate disconnected the call and stretched out his hand toward her, his look one of hopeful anticipation.

The gesture was simple, yet it carried a profound warmth.

At that moment, Corrine felt an overwhelming urge to dash toward him and embrace him tightly.

As Corrine started to step forward, Karina quickly tugged at her arm.

“I need to use the restroom. Come with me.”

With a resigned sigh, Corrine acknowledged her friend’s impeccable timing.

Before she could respond, Nate closed the distance with purposeful strides. Noticing Nate, excitement flickered in Karina’s eyes as she exchanged meaningful looks with Corrine.

A touch of embarrassment colored Corrine’s demeanor as she introduced Karina.

“This is Karina Brooks, a close friend of mine.”

“Pleased to meet you, Miss Brooks,” Nate said, greeting Karina with a gracious smile.

With an appreciative nod, Karina surveyed Nate from top to bottom, her gaze lingering. His presence wasn’t just commanding; his looks could give any movie star a run for their money. His brows were sharply defined, his eyes deep pools that drew you in, and his prominent nose added to his noble aura. His features were flawlessly defined.

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In a store full of women, Nate was undeniably prominent.

Aware of the attention Nate was drawing, Corrine’s cheeks flushed with a mix of pride and embarrassment.

“Let’s move to the restaurant,” she quickly suggested.

“Sounds good,” Karina replied.

As they began to move, Karina instinctively reached to link arms with Corrine. However, before her hand could grasp Corrine’s arm, Nate had already enveloped Corrine in his arms.

Karina looked down at her own arm, now hanging solo, her brows knitting together. She caught Nate’s subtly amused expression and the faint smirk on his face. Karina’s irritation mounted. Was he really making a show of their closeness right in front of her?

Such childish and trivial antics.

Despite her frustration, Karina couldn’t deny that his actions had ignited a competitive streak in her.

As they sat down at the table, a quiet contest unfolded between Karina and Nate. Nate poured the coffee for Corrine, while Karina took charge of the water. He carefully prepared the shrimp; she elegantly placed more food on Corrine’s plate. It was as if they were competitors in an unspoken challenge, each trying to outdo the other.

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