The Jilted Heiress' Return to the High Life - Chapter 363

Chapter 363:

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Corrine’s expression grew concerned.

Nate had braced himself for Corrine’s reaction to the unsettling cry in the background, rehearsing his excuses.

Unexpectedly, Corrine chose silence instead, offering only a gentle reminder.

“Make sure you eat regularly.”

“In the coming days, I’ll be very busy. It’s likely I won’t see your messages,” Nate explained.

“Don’t worry. I’ll return home as soon as possible.”

“Alright.” Corrine tightened her grip on the blanket, her eyes peeking out.

“Goodnight.”

“Goodnight to you too.”

Corrine turned to lie flat on her back after the call, gazing up at the ceiling vacantly. She knew the distant cry for mercy was real, not a figment of her imagination. Despite this, she couldn’t help but rationalize that if Nate was involved in something harsh, the other person must have crossed a line.

That evening, Corrine dreamed of a night from five years earlier, a chaotic scene filled with gunfire and panicked voices, the air heavy with the scent of blood. Amidst the chaos, she felt the comfort of a warm embrace.

A voice whispered to her, “Don’t be afraid.”

Surrounded by shadows, the man’s face remained elusive to Corrine. She strained to see him clearly, but his features were just beyond her reach.

Her dream was abruptly interrupted by the piercing sound of her phone.

Reaching out half-asleep, Corrine grabbed the phone.

Karina’s urgent tone filled her ear immediately after she answered.

“Corrine, I need your help.”

Karina’s relentless calls soon had Corrine out of bed and on her way to a mall. With a charity event just days away, Karina was in a frenzy to find the perfect dress for the event hosted by Calan’s wife.

“Wasn’t there one on order from Pinecrest?” Corrine couldn’t help but yawn.

R𝗲𝒶𝗅 f𝑜𝓇m 𝒽𝒶𝓁𝑑 ⓐt gⲁ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⧼𝖼𝖮𝖒

“Their delivery got held up,” Karina replied, her eyes gleaming with a hint of intrigue as she…

Noticing Corrine’s exhaustion, Karina smirked.

“Sounds like you had a wild night?”

Corrine fixed her with a stern look.

“Your shenanigans had me up tweaking design drafts all night.”

Karina dismissed her with a roll of her eyes.

“Sounds like a missed opportunity for fun!”

“Lately, you’ve been surprisingly well-behaved,” Corrine teased, her lips curling into a playful smirk.

“Aren’t you taking your dashing young acquaintances out anymore to show them the world?”

With a pretend look of shock, Karina responded, “Corrine, I’m the definition of a proper lady—pure and untarnished. Please, let’s not ruin my good name.”

Corrine’s smile widened slightly.

“As if anyone would buy that.”

Their banter continued as they entered a boutique.

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