The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1085:

Nate chuckled quietly. “You’re right, I didn’t.”

Herbert was left speechless.

He took a slow drag from his cigarette before commenting, “You’re getting more impulsive every day.”

The personal butler stepped forward and asked, “Sir, should we have it delivered now?”

“Let her take care of it,” Nate replied, his eyes still fixed on Corrine in the crowd.

Herbert noticed the softness in Nate’s gaze and clicked his tongue.

“Has your fiancée cast a spell on you?”

“Huh?” Nate’s eyebrows lifted slightly as he shot Herbert a sideways glance.

Herbert took a slow drag from his cigarette, his gaze sharpening. “You must be bewitched by her.”

He had always seen Nate as a level-headed man, someone who kept his cool no matter the circumstances. But ever since Corrine came into the picture, things had changed.

First, Nate had bankrupted a Hopkins family branch for her, throwing everything into chaos. Now, he had just spent six million to snatch something from the Quinn family—all for the sake of making Corrine happy.

Nate’s eyes lingered on Corrine, filled with quiet fascination. His lips parted slightly, and in a low voice, he murmured, “Maybe.” He was well aware of the grip she had on him.

He had once carried himself with composure, convincing himself that he had control—over the situation, over his emotions, and over her hold on him. But reality had a way of reminding him that some things would always slip through his fingers.

She was the brightest streak of color in his otherwise muted world—an unexpected force that turned everything upside down.

Nate’s words instantly drew a crowd around Corrine.

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“Miss, I’m ready to pay thirty million for that. What do you think?”

“This is worth way more than thirty million. Don’t let him fool you. I’ll go with sixty million.”

“I’ll give you ninety million! It originally sold for six million, and I’m offering ninety. That’s a huge jump.”

The room burst into chaos as people scrambled to outbid one another. But Corrine remained calm, as if their voices never even reached her.

“I appreciate your generous offers,” Corrine said coolly, her voice distant, creating an unbreakable wall between her and the bidders. “But this was a gift. I can’t just part with it so easily. Selling it would mean disregarding the kindness of the one who gave it to me.”noveldrama

The crowd finally caught on—this wasn’t just about money. It was a public declaration of affection.

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