The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 230 Leah's Twisted

Satisfaction

"I've been to Forestvale. Maybe we even crossed paths back then?" Nate's tone was casual, yet there was an underlying intrigue in his voice.

A sudden chill coursed through Corrine's veins at his words, but her heart

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relentlessly.

Her gaze locked onto his, searching for something beyond the surface, something hidden beneath his steady stare.

"What's wrong?" Nate tilted her chin up with his fingers, a faint, unreadable smile playing on his lips.

Corrine's eyelashes fluttered as she leaned back against his shoulder.

Just moments ago, a wild thought had flashed through her mind-one that sent her pulse racing.

But without proof, she wouldn't let herself believe it. Another disappointment was the last thing she could afford.

"Are you planning to let the Ashton family off the hook just like that?" Nate tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, his fingers lingering slightly.

Corrine's lips curled into a knowing smile as she traced the smooth surface of her phone with her fingertips. "It's not that simple."

The Ashton family might have set this game in motion, but how it ended-and when

-was entirely up to her.

After Bruce returned to the Ashton residence, his phone rang.

On the other end, Leah's voice was soft, filled with emotion. "Bruce, thank you... for everything you've done for me."

Currently, the online scandal surrounding Corrine's photos had erupted into chaos. No instigation was needed. The comment sections were already overflowing with cruel

insults.

The vicious remarks poured in relentlessly, each one sharper than the last.

As a result, the gossip about Leah and Bruce naturally lost traction, allowing her to quietly remove the trending topic.

Seeing Corrine's reputation crumble, reduced to nothing more than a social outcast, Leah felt a twisted sense of satisfaction.

But what thrilled her most was that Bruce had sacrificed Corrine's privacy to protect

her instead.

Corrine was utterly powerless against her.

She hadn't even needed to make a move-Corrine had already fallen, defeated.

Nothing cuts deeper than betrayal by someone you once loved. Leah had no doubt Corrine was drowning in that agony right now.

Bruce, however, fell silent, at a loss for words in response to Leah's gratitude.

"Bruce, my father appreciates everything you've done for me. He'd like to invite you over for dinner to thank you in person," Leah said, her voice pausing ever so slightly. "Do you have time sometime soon?"

Bruce's brow furrowed faintly. "Work's piling up right now. Can we push it back a little?"

"Alright," Leah murmured, her tone soft. "But no matter how yourself, Bruce. Otherwise, I'll worry."

"Got it."

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After hanging up, Bruce tossed his phone onto the sofa and slumped down, exhaustion weighing him down.

Tracy came down from the second floor, immediately spotting him sprawled on the

sofa.

A flicker of urgency crossed her face. "How did it go? Is everything settled?"

"She won't forgive," Bruce answered, his voice devoid of emotion.

Tracy's lips curled in faint mockery. "She's really making this harder than it needs to be.

Does she honestly think the Ashton family is afraid of her? With things the way they are, wouldn't it be smarter to take the money and put this whole mess behind her? Instead, she insists on acting all high and mighty. Now that the scandal is spiraling out of control, does she seriously think her backer is going to come to her rescue?"

"So you're just going to stand by and do nothing?" A deep, authoritative voice rang out from the doorway.