The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 203 Can't Lose Her

Farris watched as Corrine's figure disappeared into the distance, her every step radiating unwavering resolve. He understood now-this was the only mercy she would ever grant the Ashton family.

The Ashtons could do nothing but seethe as she walked away, untouched and

unbothered.

No one, however, burned with rage quite like Tracy,

The thought of being made a fool by Corrine-of having their grand anniversary celebration shattered, their family's reputation dragged through the dirt-was

unbearable.

Fury swelled inside her, a storm of humiliation and resentment, until it finally snapped

what little composure she had left.

"Corrine Holland, stop right there!" Tracy lunged forward, grabbing Corrine's wrist

in a vice-like grip. "You think you can just cause chaos and walk away like nothing

happened?"

Before anyone could react, Corrine twisted effortlessly, breaking free and seizing Tracy's arm instead.

She smirked, her grip firm. "And if I do? What exactly are you planning to do about it?"

"How dare you!" Tracy's breath hitched, her frustration flashing in her eyes as she struggled for words.

Corrine scoffed, her laugh sharp and cutting, before shoving Tracy aside and striding

off without so much as a glance back.

Just then, the doors swung open, and a line of men in black filed into the room, their movements precise and unnervingly controlled.

Tracy's anger twisted into something smug. "Corrine, did you really think you could just walk away?"

But before she could finish, the men marched right past Corrine and surrounded the

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Ashton family instead.

Tracy's triumph shattered. Her face darkened as she snapped, "Have you all lost your minds? Look again and tell me who your real boss is!"

The men remained unmoved, their cold, mechanical stares sending a creeping chill

through the room.

Tracy felt an icy shiver creep down her spine beneath the men's unyielding stares. Her throat tightened as she swallowed hard, taking slow, cautious steps backward a weak attempt to mask her fear.

The tension in the room hung thick and suffocating until Corrine's soft laugh sliced through it like a blade. She cast the Ashton family a glance filled with nothing but scorn before turning on her heel and striding away, her presence commanding.

With the men in black flanking her departure, the weight of their oppressive aura gradually faded. A collective breath of relief swept through the room.noveldrama

Tracy's fingers curled into fists as she watched Corrine disappear, her frustration

burning hot in her reddened eyes. "What are we supposed to do now? The reporters won't let this slide! Once word gets out, Bruce will be torn apart, and the company will

take a hit!"

Farris' expression darkened, his voice cutting through her panic like cold steel. "You

have no one to blame but your own greed."

Farris' plan had been simple-convince Corrine to forgive the Ashton family, and then leverage her influence to their advantage. But Tracy had been reckless. She had plotted

to force Corrine into covering up Bruce and Leah's scandals, shifting all the disgrace onto her while Bruce emerged as a man of unwavering devotion.

As if someone like Corrine could ever be so easily played.

For three years, the Ashton family had treated her as nothing more than an inconvenience. They had belittled her to her face and slandered her behind her

back.

Now, seeing her true worth, they had the audacity to turn to her for salvation. This disaster was entirely of their own making.

"But I did it for the Ashton family!" Tracy protested, indignation flaring in her expression as she bristled under Farris' reproach. "Was I supposed to just stand by and let Bruce be branded a heartless cheater?"

Farris' gaze cut toward her, sharp and knowing. "Spare me the excuses. Don't think I haven't noticed you encouraging Bruce and Leah's affair behind the scenes."

A flicker of unease passed through Tracy's eyes, but she masked it quickly.

Just then, Rita stepped forward, her tone laced with defiance. "Grandpa, be reasonable! Everything my mom did was for my brother! And besides-" She hesitated, and then pressed on, "Who really knows what happened the night Corrine disappeared? Do you seriously think my brother should marry a woman like her?"

"Enough!" Farris' cane struck the floor with a resounding crack, his voice reverberating through the room like a thunderclap. His cold, authoritative glare silenced any further objections.

Rita shrank back, retreating beside Tracy.

Farris' eyes narrowed, his expression unreadable but grave.

No matter what, they couldn't afford to lose Corrine now.