The Jilted Heiress' Return to the High Life - Chapter 379

Chapter 379:

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“I’ll bark! I’ll do it!” she shrieked.

“At last, wisdom prevails. I knew you were intelligent, Miss Ashton,” Corrine’s contemptuous smile spoke volumes.

Though Rita’s heart burned with murderous rage, she forced a weak sound from her constricted throat.

“Woof! Woof…”

“I’m sorry, did Miss Ashton make a sound? I couldn’t quite hear it,” Corrine remarked with calculated cruelty.

The irony of her situation wasn’t lost on Rita. She had hoped to orchestrate Corrine’s humiliation, perhaps even attract the attention of that mysterious billionaire and orchestrate another abandonment. Instead, she found herself trapped by Corrine’s unexpected display of power, reduced to mimicking a dog for her tormentor’s amusement.

With despair etched across her ashen features, Rita squeezed her eyes shut. She drew a deep breath, swallowing her pride, and barked again with more force.

“Woof, woof, woof…”

In that instant, all traces of Rita’s previous pride had vanished.

Corrine fixed Leah with a chilling look.

“Your turn, Miss Burgess.”

Leah’s response was a fierce glare, her eyes burning with a fury that seemed to wish Corrine a horrible death.

“Perhaps you’re too modest for this, Miss Burgess. Shall we proceed with the next part?” Despite her calm tone, Corrine’s words made Leah’s skin crawl with unease.

Looking up sharply, Leah met Corrine’s chilling gaze and felt a sudden pressure at her temples.

Calmly, Corrine said, “You remember the stakes, right? You owe us a pole dance in the square for losing.”

A wave of cold fear washed over Leah, draining the color from her face. Leah’s fragile act disappeared, her eyes now sharp and dangerous like a snake ready to strike.

Corrine’s beauty was chilling; her face, a sculpture of cold, flawless jade. Her subtly curved eyebrows enhanced her enigmatic allure. Her expression hovered between a mocking smile and a sneer, creating an intriguing yet intimidating presence.

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Corrine’s striking appearance was undeniable, her dignified demeanor impossible to overlook.

Leah had felt deep-seated resentment and insecurity when she first heard of Bruce keeping such a stunning woman close by. Knowing the fickle nature of men, Leah pondered how one could remain indifferent to such beauty day in and day out.

When she finally met Corrine after returning from overseas, the inherent grace Corrine carried only intensified Leah’s feelings of inferiority.

Despite her elegant outfit, Leah couldn’t shake the feeling of being outmatched as she faced Corrine.

Corrine effortlessly commanded the room’s attention and admiration. Leah had thought that by wooing Bruce away, she could diminish Corrine’s influence, yet the reality proved quite the opposite.

In truth, ever since Corrine’s departure from the Ashton family, Leah felt everything slipping through her fingers.

Leah attempted to stand and confront Corrine, only to find herself immobilized by Corrine’s firm hold on her shoulder.

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