The Jilted Heiress' Return to the High Life - Chapter 536

Chapter 536:

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“Here, take this,” she said.

“What’s this?” Natasha asked, her curiosity piqued as she opened the envelope.

Inside were a property deed and a set of keys.

“You can’t stay in Pinetree City anymore. I found a café nearby for your mom. It’ll be easier for you to stay in Lyhaton and continue your life there,” Corrine explained.

Natasha’s fingers tightened around the property deed, her eyes welling up.

“I appreciate your kindness, but I can’t accept this,” she responded, her voice thick with emotion.

Corrine had already done so much for her over the years.

“Hold off on the thanks,” Corrine replied firmly, as though she had anticipated Natasha’s refusal.

“There are conditions you’ll need to agree to first.”

Natasha waited in silence for Corrine to continue.

“The cost of the property and the rent for the café will be deducted from your salary every month,” Corrine explained.

“Also, you must sign a fifteen-year contract with Ford Group. Do you accept that?”

“Yes!” Natasha exclaimed immediately.

She knew that Corrine’s arrangement was meant to ensure her peace of mind. Regardless of the conditions, Natasha would have chosen to stay with Ford Group and by Corrine’s side. Nearby, Karina’s curiosity got the better of her.

“So, last night with Nate…” she started but stopped, noting Corrine’s discomfort, and chose not to press further.

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“Nothing happened,” Corrine clarified with a sigh.

“Judging by your tone, you seem disappointed,” Jolene remarked playfully.

Corrine briefly shared the events of the previous night, then covered her face with her hands.

“I don’t think I’ve ever been this embarrassed,” she admitted.

Meanwhile, Nate listened with only half an ear as Matias detailed the day’s schedule.

“Have a team follow her discreetly,” Nate instructed.

Matias paused, then a realization dawned.

“We still have a team in Pinetree City,” he responded.

“I’ll send the instructions to them right away.”

“Make sure they remain unseen and do not interfere with her activities,” Nate reiterated firmly.

Matias looked puzzled.

“Then how are we supposed to protect Miss Holland?” he asked.

“Protect?” Nate repeated softly, a hint of a smile playing at his lips.

“She doesn’t need much protecting. She’s more than capable of taking care of herself.”

“Understood,” Matias acknowledged with a nod.

After an hour’s journey, Corrine and her group arrived safely at the prison in Pinetree City.

Before long, the prison gates creaked open, revealing a frail, slender figure slowly making her way out. The woman appeared to be in her forties, yet her face lacked the typical grace of her age. She exuded an aura of loneliness and desperation, like a candle on the verge of extinguishing. Her posture was slightly hunched, and she looked bewildered as she faced the outside world.

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