The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1156:

Each of these events seemed to tie back to her.

And then, a woman who could capture Nate’s attention couldn’t be someone ordinary.

Bryant’s eyes narrowed, a cold glint in them. “Look into this Corrine. Find out who she really is.”

“Understood, sir.”

Once everyone had left, Nate made his way back to his quarters.

He found Corrine sitting by the window, staring into a mirror.

As soon as she heard his footsteps, she quickly tucked the mirror under a cushion and pulled her hair around her neck. “You’re back early?” she asked, feigning surprise.

Nate stayed quiet, his dark eyes fixed intensely on Corrine.

His gaze was sharp, almost as if it could pierce right through her.

“Miss Holland…” Mandy hurried in with the ointment, but when she saw Nate standing there, her words caught in her throat.noveldrama

She had only stepped out for a moment to fetch the medicine, but had walked straight into an uncomfortable scene.

She wasn’t sure whether to feel sorry for herself or to silently wish Corrine luck.

Corrine rose, took the ointment from Mandy, and gave a subtle motion for her to leave.

Mandy left quickly, grateful to escape, not daring to look back.

As soon as the door clicked shut, Corrine walked up to Nate. “Who made you so angry?”

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“You don’t trust me,” Nate said flatly.

Corrine’s smile wavered for a moment. She took his hand gently and guided him to the sofa near the window. “What makes you think that?”

Nate’s dark eyes were unreadable, his voice calm. “You don’t believe I’d choose you over my family, or that I’d put justice before blood ties.”

If Corrine truly trusted him, she wouldn’t have created such a scene in front of everyone, including him.

She had cast herself as the victim, seeking sympathy and pressuring the Hopkins family to deal with Andromache just to please the public.

“Today’s scene was indeed orchestrated by me, but not entirely for selfish reasons,” Corrine explained, her voice steady despite the worry etching her face. “I know you would’ve chosen me over your family without hesitation. However, the timing and setting were wrong. If you had intervened, it would have cast you as heartless and drawn the Elder Council’s scrutiny. It was most prudent for me to manage the matter.”

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