The Jilted Heiress' Return to the High Life - Chapter 64

Chapter 64:

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“Corrine, we weren’t expecting to see you here. Dining at Lonsong, are you?” Leah’s smile was polished, her tone feigning warmth, though the jealousy simmering beneath it was unmistakable. She began to approach Corrine. Corrine’s expression remained unreadable.

Didn’t waver, but her eyes hardened like winter’s frost.

“Miss Burgess,” she said evenly, “have you already forgotten the warnings I gave you?”

Leah’s practiced smile faltered, her steps faltering under the weight of Corrine’s piercing gaze.

Rita, however, refused to back down, her bitterness bubbling over.

“Corrine, do you have to show up everywhere we go? You’re like a bad penny—always turning up at the worst times.”

She shot a glance at Lonsong Restaurant, her lips curling into a sneer.

“Do you even know what kind of place this is? Not just anyone can waltz in. You might want to check yourself before you embarrass yourself.”

Corrine’s lips curved into a faint, razor-sharp smile as she looked at Rita. The coolness in her eyes had the same effect as an icy draft, silencing Rita’s bravado.

Just then, Leah interjected with a tone laced with faux empathy.

“Corrine, I understand you might hold a grudge against me, thinking I stole Bruce away. But you don’t know the full story. We were forced apart, and not a day has gone by in the last three years that I haven’t thought of him.”

Her voice softened into a wistful melody.

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“Bruce never truly loved you, Corrine. His time with you was filled with constant inner struggles and unhappiness. If you care for him at all, wouldn’t you want him to be free from that misery?”

A glint of sarcasm danced in Corrine’s eyes as she tilted her head slightly.

“So, let me get this straight. He betrayed me, and somehow, that’s my fault?”

Rita, emboldened by Leah’s intervention, took another jab.

“Have some dignity, Corrine. If you hadn’t latched onto my brother after Leah left, he wouldn’t have felt trapped with you! Let’s not forget—you threatened him with the company’s future just to make him marry you.”

Corrine couldn’t help but marvel at Rita’s remarkable ability to point fingers. With merely a few words, Rita could ignite a firestorm of anger within her. Her eyes flashed with icy precision, piercing Rita like sharpened daggers.

“You believe I’m clinging to him? Have you forgotten how your brother desperately begged me to rescue the Ashton family?”

Rita instinctively recoiled, seeking shelter beside Leah.

The other woman maintained her gentle façade, though a fleeting glimpse of contempt crossed her eyes. In Leah’s eyes, Rita was so spineless.

Leah adopted an understanding tone.

“Corrine, perhaps we could all have dinner together? An opportunity to clear the air and prevent misunderstandings. I’m certain Bruce would agree.”

Corrine’s gaze remained cold and impatient.

“Step aside.”

Rita lunged forward, finger pointing accusingly.

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