The Jilted Heiress' Return to the High Life - Chapter 444

Chapter 444:

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“It’s beautiful.”

As the two women delved into conversation, Corrine excused herself to a quiet corner. She leaned against the window, her eyes lost in the sparkling city lights, her thoughts inadvertently drifting to Nate.

“Corrine,” a familiar voice called from behind.

A chill flashed through Corrine’s eyes as she turned slowly. There stood Bruce, looking at her with an intense gaze.

“Why are you here?” he asked.

A sense of discomfort settled in Bruce’s heart the moment he saw Corrine.

“Since when is my presence your concern, Mr. Ashton?” Corrine retorted with cool detachment, a hint of mockery playing at the corners of her eyes.

The sarcasm was clear in Corrine’s voice as she spoke.

Bruce’s face darkened, his fists clenched tightly.

“Corrine, why can’t we discuss this peacefully? Do we have to constantly hurt each other? I know you despise me and can’t forgive me, but can’t you see I’m trying to make things right? Everyone makes mistakes, and I’m asking for a chance to redeem myself. It’s unfair to define me by a single mistake.”

He spoke so earnestly, primarily because he longed for Corrine’s forgiveness. Moreover, he hoped she would sway Calan to keep his investments flowing into Ashton Group.

Corrine laughed, though her gaze remained cold and detached.

𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐮𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐠𝐚𝐥𝐧𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐬.𝐜𝐨𝐦

“You’re asking for forgiveness from the very person you wounded and deceived. You have no idea what I’ve been through. How can you expect me to understand your plight or grant you absolution? Why should I forgive someone who betrayed me? Bruce, you were never someone I couldn’t replace. I, Corrine, won’t fall apart without you, so drop the self-importance!”

With those words, Corrine pivoted to depart.

As she moved past him, Bruce reached out, seizing her wrist.

“If you can’t forgive me, then help me this one last time.”

At his plea, Corrine turned back to face him.

Her eyes, clear and bright, shone like polished glass, piercingly insightful as if cutting through Bruce’s intentions.

A smile suddenly brightened her face.

“Are you still trying to secure Calan’s investment?”

Silence was Bruce’s only response as he pressed his lips tightly together.

“Yet, I will not assist you. Rather, I will actively encourage Calan to withdraw his support from Ashton Group.”

“Corrine Holland!” Bruce’s tone grew harsh as he confronted her. His expression was severe, his anger evident as he spoke through clenched teeth.

“Have you completely lost your senses? Don’t you understand how critical Calan’s investment is for Ashton Group’s survival? You are on the brink of destroying the company.”

Corrine methodically removed his fingers from her wrist.

“Here’s the plain truth — I might accept your apology if you experience the same pain I did. That’s my definition of a real apology.”

After stating her terms, she departed swiftly.

Bruce’s gaze darkened as he watched her leave, his eyes filled with a menacing glare.

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