The Jilted Heiress' Return to the High Life - Chapter 472

Chapter 472:

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“What’s the situation here?”

Leah, seizing the opportunity, quickly explained to Calan, “Mr. Archer, I didn’t intend to stir up trouble. The necklace is of great significance to me, and I feared involving the police might inconvenience you, so I opted for a more discreet approach.”

Calan turned his attention to Corrine, his expression thoughtful. Having been briefed on her background by Meg, he regarded Corrine with more respect. Yet, the potential scandal of a high-value necklace going missing at his event weighed on him. The repercussions could ripple out, tarnishing his reputation.

Aware of Corrine’s ties to the influential Ford family and Nate, Calan knew she was not someone to trifle with lightly.

After a moment’s deliberation, he offered a diplomatic smile.

“Miss Holland, could this possibly be a misunderstanding?”

Bruce, witnessing Calan’s careful handling of the situation, furrowed his brow, puzzled by the unfolding dynamics.

“I woke up to find Miss Burgess leading a group of people, threatening to search my room. They claimed I took the necklace without any evidence,” Corrine remarked, casually sweeping her hair back over her shoulder.

“This is more than just a simple misunderstanding.” The implication was clear. Leah’s insistence on searching Corrine’s room appeared to be a deliberate act of targeting her.

Calan was momentarily speechless upon hearing this. His gaze involuntarily fell on Leah, a flicker of dissatisfaction visible in his eyes.

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Upon reflection, Leah’s actions, though seemingly well-intentioned, were mishandled. Leah had claimed she did not want to escalate the situation, yet there she was, leading a group to forcefully search Corrine’s room. It seemed she wanted to make things difficult for Corrine.

Besides, since Corrine had already declared her innocence, there was no basis for suspicion. As the heiress of the Ford family, the wealthiest in Lyhaton, Corrine had no need for Leah’s necklace. Why would she stoop to petty theft?

Leah, trained by her mother to be acutely aware of every word and gesture from men, immediately noticed Calan’s disapproving look. Her eyes flickered slightly. She hadn’t expected Calan to side with Corrine. Calan’s respect for Corrine was a surprise.

Nevertheless, Leah’s immediate priority was to catch Corrine red-handed. Originally, Rita had orchestrated everything and Leah didn’t need to do anything. But something had gone awry with Rita last night, and Leah hadn’t heard from her since.

Leah knew she wouldn’t find another opportunity to smear Corrine, so she reluctantly took matters into her own hands. She lowered her gaze to conceal the coldness in her eyes before addressing Corrine.

“Miss Holland, you keep saying you didn’t steal the necklace. But shouldn’t you provide some proof?” she challenged.

“Everyone else is cooperating with the search. Your refusal raises suspicions. To avoid rumors and protect your reputation, wouldn’t it be easier to just cooperate?”

Jocelynn, noting Leah’s expression, added, “Doesn’t refusing a search indicate guilt?”

Corrine chuckled lightly, though her eyes remained icy.

“I’ve said it before. If you want to search, you’ll need a warrant,” she responded coolly.

“Otherwise, you’re violating my privacy. And about potential rumors—”

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