The Jilted Heiress' Return to the High Life - Chapter 590

Chapter 590:

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“I just hope you’re taking this seriously.”

Carl furrowed his brows, pausing to regain his composure.

“What brings you here so suddenly?” he asked.

“Kiley’s ashes have been located,” Jacob revealed.

Carl sprang from the bed, his features tensing.

“Do you know who took them?” he asked urgently.

Jacob’s gaze flickered briefly, his expression unreadable.

“No,” he admitted.

Carl’s eyes narrowed.

“Then for now, please return the ashes to the Ford mansion,” he requested.

“I’ll arrange for a proper reburial later.”

“Understood,” Jacob agreed.

“I’ll handle it.”

As Jacob turned to leave, Carl called after him, “Do you remember why the Ford family took you in all those years ago?”

Jacob paused, then turned to face Carl.

“I will never forget the Ford family’s kindness,” he assured him.

“I want you to recall not just the Ford family’s kindness, but also the promise you made,” Carl pressed.

“You must keep your word. Otherwise, not even Corrine will forgive you.” His tone was unmistakably cautionary.

ᴹᴼᴿᴱ ᵁᴾᴰᴬᵀᴱˢ ᴵᴺ ᴳᴬᴸᴺᴼⱽᴱᴸˢ.ᶜᴼᴹ

Jacob’s expression tightened for a moment, then resettled into his usual composure.

“Even at the risk of my life, I will protect Miss Holland,” he said before exiting the room.

Carl watched him go, a chilling smile playing on his lips. His eyes shone with a calculative glint.

Jacob had just lied. He was likely involved in the theft of the ashes. How else could he return with the ashes intact while the Ford family found nothing after a lengthy investigation?

His claim of ignorance about the perpetrator seemed increasingly dubious. It was apparent that Jacob had some connection to the mastermind.

Years ago, Jacob had approached Corrine on purpose. Carl had discovered this, but since Jacob had revealed the truth, Carl had decided to keep the man close while being vigilant for potential deceit. Now, he couldn’t help but suspect Jacob hadn’t been completely honest back then; he had been hiding something all along.

Carl’s gaze wandered to the ceiling as he leaned back and contemplated the unfolding situation.

Inside the car, Jules glanced over at Corrine.

“Where are we headed?”

“Take me to Modern Square. Karina’s waiting for me there,” Corrine replied, fastening her seatbelt. She quickly pulled out her phone to check her messages.

Without a word, Jules started the engine, and the car hummed toward Modern Square.

After a moment of thought, Jules spoke again.

“So, you’re just going to let Leah off the hook, huh?”

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