The Jilted Heiress' Return to the High Life - Chapter 543

Chapter 543:

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Jolene tilted her head thoughtfully, her brow furrowing slightly.

“It’s like they’ve been targeting all three of us, but it’s Corrine who’s taking the brunt of it,” she replied, her voice laced with concern.

Karina let out a dry chuckle, the sound edged with bitterness.

“This is Pinetree City.”

There were people here who didn’t want to see Corrine live a good life. But the one who hated seeing her thrive the most? That would be Clarissa.

As they spoke, Natasha and Alina returned to the room.

“Karina, Jolene,” Natasha called out, her voice smooth as she approached them.

“Where’s Corrine?”

“She’s in the room,” Jolene answered, her tone laced with subtle concern.

They entered the room just as Corrine was finishing a phone call.

“Erase all information related to the case from five years ago,” Corrine instructed coldly.

“Tighten control over this live stream and block any forums mentioning it.”

As she hung up the phone, Nate stepped forward, his face tense.

“I’ve got something,” he said, his voice low.

“You might want to see this.” He handed her his phone.

The screen displayed a photo of a woman wearing oversized clothes and a baseball cap, her face partially obscured, clearly trying to hide her identity.

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Corrine’s gaze flicked over the image, her attention drawn to the bracelet on the woman’s wrist. Her eyes sharpened instantly, a cold light flashing in them, as a shiver of recognition ran through her.

It was unmistakably Clarissa.

No one recognized the origin of the bracelet better than Corrine. It was the first thing Clarissa had stolen from her, a personal memento she’d flaunted like a trophy for years.

Now, it had become the damning piece of evidence that would undo her.

Corrine’s lips curled into a cold, jagged smile, her eyes flickering with a dangerous gleam as she fought to keep her emotions in check. Despite her calm exterior, an invisible storm raged within her, and the air around her grew heavy with ominous tension.

She handed the phone back to Nate, her voice low but fierce.

“Where is she?”

“At a mall,” Nate replied quickly, his eyes meeting hers.

At this, Corrine’s smile deepened, though her eyes remained as cold as ice. After all the havoc Clarissa had stirred up, it was almost impressive that she still had time to shop.

“Stay here and eat something,” Corrine said to her friends, and then made her way to the door.

“I’ll be back shortly.”

Karina, who lived for moments of spectacle, didn’t hesitate.

“Wait for me!” she called, practically bouncing on her feet. How could she resist the chance to witness such a thrilling confrontation?

Clarissa had been shopping with Leah, but a strange sense of unease gnawed at her. The silence from the reporters was unsettling, and a creeping dread told her something was about to break. Fearing the exposure of her secrets, she dared not reach out to them. She continued to shop, her mind racing, but her thoughts were scattered, lost in the whirlwind of impending disaster.

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