The Jilted Heiress' Return to the High Life - Chapter 80

Chapter 80:

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“If you ever find yourself in trouble, don’t hesitate to let me know. I’m not looking for anything in return.” Nate’s deep voice resonated through the line, its warmth carrying a subtle pull that made her ears tingle, leaving her unsettled.

In truth, the situation wasn’t nearly as catastrophic as Karina’s dramatic retelling had suggested.

Leah had slipped into the role of the perfect victim, exploiting the fact that most hadn’t seen her shove Corrine onto the road. The bystanders had only witnessed Corrine retaliating, which made it all too easy to paint Leah as the wounded innocent.

These so-called defenders of justice had no idea they were mere pawns on Leah’s carefully laid-out chessboard.

After a brief exchange, Corrine ended the call and set her phone down.

When she looked up, Karina’s mischievous grin greeted her, full of playful intent.

“Are you going to explain, or should I just fill in the blanks myself?” Karina teased, her curiosity practically written in bold letters across her face.

“It’s not what you’re thinking,” Corrine replied, a touch defensive, dropping her gaze to focus on her half-finished meal.

Karina leaned in, resting her chin on her hands as she studied Corrine with laser-sharp intensity.

“Oh really? Then what is it?”

Corrine cast her a fleeting glance and sighed, knowing full well Karina wouldn’t let it go without an answer.

“It’s nothing like what you’re imagining,” she said firmly, though her tone carried a tinge of unease.

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Karina’s grin widened.

“From what I’ve seen over the years, it’s only a matter of time before you start falling for him,” she said with a knowing smirk.

She leaned forward, tapping a manicured finger lightly against Corrine’s chest.

“Can you honestly say you don’t feel even a flicker of something right here?”

Corrine’s gaze flickered as her thoughts wavered.

Nothing?

That wasn’t entirely true.

When Nate had said, “I’ll always have your back,” her heart had betrayed her, thumping with an intensity she hadn’t expected.

Noticing the distant look in Corrine’s eyes, Karina pursed her lips before muttering a warning.

“That man feels dangerous. Be careful, Corrine, or you might end up getting caught in a trap you can’t escape.”

Corrine’s lips curled into a faint smile.

“Do you really think I’d let that happen?”

Karina raised a brow, her wine glass balanced delicately between her fingers, a sly smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.

“Who knows what tomorrow might bring?”

After finishing their meal, the two made their way to the underground parking lot.

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