The Jilted Heiress' Return to the High Life - Chapter 405

Chapter 405:

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“What goes around comes around,” Rita muttered, her eyes darkening with vengeance.

“I’ll enjoy watching Corrine fall from her high horse. I’ll make sure she pays for this humiliation.”

As the venomous thoughts swirled in Rita’s mind, she couldn’t help but picture the moment Corrine’s facade would crumble, when the man she relied on would finally turn his back on her.

Meanwhile, Corrine, blissfully unaware of the Ashton family’s plotting, slept soundly until she awoke naturally, free of any interruptions.

Today, she was visiting Evelyn, and she chose a champagne-colored dress that radiated effortless elegance, with a touch of regal grace.

Her hair cascaded in soft curls over her shoulders, its subtle movement drawing attention to her feminine charm.

The entire look completed her cool, composed demeanor.

Nate watched her, his gaze deepening with an unreadable expression.

“Something wrong?”

Corrine noticed his fixed stare and looked down at her outfit.

“Is there something wrong with my dress?”

Nate nodded thoughtfully.

“It’s a bit much…”

“Hmm?”

“You’re a little too charming.”

But Nate’s compliment didn’t lift Corrine’s mood. Instead, her eyes narrowed, a trace of disdain creeping into her voice.

“Cheesy lines don’t suit your reserved, aloof persona.”

Nate chuckled, his smile playful.

“I can’t keep my cool around you.”

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The late summer had caused the plants outside Fragrance Garden to grow wildly, their lush tendrils sprawling in every direction.

The back garden was a riot of color, a sea of flowers that looked straight out of a fairy tale.

Evelyn stood by the doorway, watching from a distance as Nate and Corrine walked side by side, her smile growing brighter by the second.

“I’ve always had a knack for these things,” she said, her eyes twinkling.

“Just look how perfect they are together.”

Penny chuckled softly, nodding in agreement.

“Absolutely.”

Though Corrine wasn’t traditionally petite, standing beside Nate, she appeared delicate and graceful.

Her cold, proud aura didn’t shrink in the face of Nate’s formidable presence; instead, they seemed to balance each other in an unexpected harmony.

From a distance, Corrine noticed Evelyn, her eyes drawn to the graceful figure. Evelyn wore a simple yet elegant blue dress, and her graying hair was styled with perfect care.

Even in silence, she radiated an air of nobility and poise.

Corrine felt the weight of Evelyn’s gaze on her and Nate’s hands intertwined, and, sensing the tension, instinctively tried to pull away.

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