The Jilted Heiress' Return to the High Life - Chapter 349

Chapter 349:

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Rita caught sight of his face and felt an odd sense of recognition, though she couldn’t place where she might have seen him. Was it possibly in a dream?

Exiting the restroom, Corrine spotted Rita, clad in a black lace gown, gazing dreamily at Nate.

At the sound of Corrine’s approach, Nate turned leisurely, his eyes naturally finding Corrine. Rita, mistakenly thinking she had caught Nate’s attention, felt a flutter in her chest and a blush tint her cheeks as she timidly said, “Sir…”

Corrine watched with a slight, sarcastic smile, standing calmly with her arms crossed. She chose not to approach immediately but instead watched the unfolding scene with folded arms.

Meeting Nate’s gaze, Corrine arched her eyebrows slightly, signaling a challenge with her eyes—a chance for him to show himself.

Despite the situation, Nate’s expression softened noticeably when he looked at Corrine, showing a gentle fondness and warmth.

“Sir?” It dawned on Rita that the man’s attention was directed not at her but someone behind her.

As she followed his gaze, her eyes landed on Corrine, and her demeanor immediately shifted to one of hostility.

“Corrine, what brings you here?”

To be fair, Corrine’s simple white suit, with its high-waisted design, highlighted her elegant proportions and accentuated her innate coolness, outshining Rita’s more provocative attire. The overhead lights cast a glow on Corrine’s unblemished face, where her red lips and dark hair only amplified her striking appearance. Meanwhile, Rita’s meticulously styled facade came across as overly contrived and somewhat tasteless.

Rita’s eyes flickered toward Nate, catching him watching Corrine with unwavering attention. Jealousy flared up inside her, feeling as though someone was laying claim to something precious to her.

Her first impulse was to position herself protectively in front of Nate. However, Nate, standing right behind her, said, “I have a clear view, thanks.” Ignoring Rita, he stepped forward to close the distance to Corrine.

Rita, confused, tried to grasp the meaning behind his words. It was then that she overheard Corrine’s retort.

“He’s saying he’s not blind and you’re not the one he sees.”

𝙈𝙞𝙧𝙧𝙤𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡 𝙙𝙧𝙖𝙛𝙩: ⲅ𝖺𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝗍𝖊𝗅𝘀⸱𝖼𝗈𝗆

Stunned into silence, Rita’s face turned a shade of deep red as she glared at Corrine.

At that moment, an employee came over, carrying a transparent glass box that displayed the tiara recently auctioned for a hundred billion.

Rita stood frozen, her mouth parted in shock as tremors coursed through her body. Her wide eyes fixed on Nate, unable to process the scene before her.

Matias strode past, his brief glance at Rita carrying unmistakable contempt. He reported to Nate, “Mr. Hopkins, all preparations are complete.”

Nate acknowledged him with a subtle nod, his arm draped protectively around Corrine’s delicate waist.

“Have you had enough fun tonight?” he inquired, his voice carrying a tenderness reserved solely for her.

Corrine shifted her attention to Rita, her expression measured.

“This gentleman possesses refined tastes that extend beyond superficial attractions. Miss Ashton, I suggest you abandon any misguided aspirations.”

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