The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1092:

Herbert was left speechless. Nate really knew how to strike where it hurt!

Jax sighed and then turned to his assistant. “Go ahead and transfer the money to Mr. Hopkins’ account.”

As the future head of the Burton family, there was no way he could be short on funds.

The assistant hesitated, his face filled with uncertainty. Seeing this, Herbert’s anxiety grew.

The assistant spoke slowly. “Sir, with ten to one odds, the payment comes to one hundred and eighty million…”

“What?” Herbert’s voice shot up, sharp and surprised, like a cat caught off guard.

The assistant repeated, careful with his words. “One hundred and eighty million.”

Herbert’s fingers gripped his unlit cigarette so tightly that it almost snapped in half. He ground his teeth and forced a bitter smile. “Well, well, isn’t that just perfect!”

Not only had he failed to make a profit that night, but he had also lost a month’s worth of earnings!

He shot Nate a resentful look, as though he had been wronged beyond measure.

Nate raised an eyebrow, his voice cold. “Can’t afford to pay up?”

“Who says I can’t!” Herbert scoffed, puffing out his chest. “I’m practically drowning in cash!”

Hearing the bitterness in his words, Nate’s lips curled into a small, knowing smile. “Excellent.”noveldrama

With that, Nate turned and walked away.

Herbert glared at Nate’s retreating figure, cursing him under his breath. He was certain that Nate and Corrine had teamed up for this.

They had ruined his event and made off with his money!

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With the two stones Corrine had taken and the 180 million he now owed, his expenses for the month had completely outstripped his earnings.

But, truth be told, Corrine was something else!

How could he have ever believed the rumors that she was just another spoiled lady?

As Nate descended the stairs, Jax stepped forward with a nod, his posture steeped in humility and respect. “Mr. Hopkins,” he greeted softly.

The man before him wasn’t just the head of the Hopkins family—he was a figure so powerful that even the Elder Council regarded him with deference. For the Foster family, sitting a tier below, showing anything less than full respect was unthinkable.

Nate walked over to Corrine, his body angling slightly toward her. From a distance, it looked almost like he was embracing her, shielding her from the world.

“Mr. Foster, it’s been a while,” Nate said, his voice calm and steady.

Jax lowered his gaze, hiding the flicker of darkness in his eyes as he forced a polite smile. “Indeed. Though I’ve heard quite a bit about you lately.”

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