The Jilted Heiress' Return to the High Life - Chapter 50

Chapter 50:

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There were plenty of men in the world—without Bruce, she could still move forward.

As she pushed open the door, ready to leave, she almost collided with Leah entering.

Leah’s eyes met hers, a slight arch in her brow and a flash of challenge in her gaze.

Corrine remained unfazed, walking past Leah without a single glance, as if the other woman didn’t exist.

Leah, feeling completely dismissed, felt a sting of humiliation creep in. Her perfectly made-up face now carried a hint of jealousy and anger. She couldn’t stand Corrine’s condescending air, as if she were above everyone. In Leah’s eyes, Corrine was just some country girl pretending to belong, and the sight of her smugness was unbearable.

But then again, the only thing Corrine really had to brag about was Bruce—and that had been taken from her. So what if Corrine had spent three years by his side, or made waves in Ashton Group? Leah was confident that Corrine could never compete with her in Bruce’s heart.

Corrine was always destined to be the one left behind, the loser in this game.

“Why aren’t you resting at home? Why did you come out all of a sudden?” Bruce looked down at Leah, his eyes soft with concern and a trace of affection.

Leah blinked, her mind snapping back to the present, and she offered him a gentle smile.

“I know the Brooks family’s withdrawal of investment is stressing you out. I might not understand the business side of things, but I wanted to help. So, I went to my dad and asked for his support.”

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She held up a folder, the weight of it seeming to change the atmosphere between them.

“This is the investment proposal he drafted. He’s willing to back the Bayside project. If everything checks out, you just need to sign it.”

“Really?” Bruce’s face finally softened, a smile breaking through the cloud that had been hanging over him. He grabbed Leah’s hand, pulling it to his lips for a tender kiss.

“Leah, you’re my good luck charm.”

Leah’s eyes flickered with a subtle shift, and she gently steered the conversation.

“Bruce, Corrine just got out of the hospital. Even with everything going on, you should be kinder to her.”

Mentioning Corrine seemed to douse Bruce’s mood like cold water. His smile faltered, and his gaze drifted toward Corrine’s retreating figure, a sense of emptiness settling in.

She walked away without a second thought, severing ties with him completely, leaving no chance for reconciliation.

He exhaled, briefly mentioning Corrine’s resignation, his voice turning cold and sharp.

“If she wants to leave, that’s her choice. I just hope she doesn’t regret it later.”

Even though he’d walked away from her at the wedding, Bruce had never intended to push Corrine out of the company. He didn’t have feelings for her, but he had to acknowledge her work ethic—decisive, efficient, relentless.

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