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The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1458
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Chapter 1458: Bruce stepped forward, holding a wine glass, his eyes reflecting a mix of unresolved emotions. "It's been a while since we last saw each other." "Do we have any reason to meet?" Corrine replied coldly.

Her tone was calm but distant. She stood like a statue carved from snow-untouchable, proud, and breathtaking all at once.

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Bruce finished his drink in one swift motion. "You might think I wronged you, but weren't you deceivingtoo? Only today did I learn you're the Ford family heiress. We were together for three years, and you keptin the dark. Don't you think you bear sof the blame? If I hadn't cto the event tonight, I'd still be clueless!" His voice dropped, eyes narrowing. "Tell me, Corrine-did you ever love me? Did I ever matter to you at all?" Corrine didn't bother to answer. She stepped past him without hesitation.

But as she moved to walk away, he caught her by the wrist.

"Let go!" Corrine said coldly.

Bruce tightened his grip on her hand, his eyes blazing with unbridled fury. "You're not going anywhere until you explain yourself!" Ever since discovering that Corrine was the heiress of the Ford family-the wealthiest in Lyhaton-and Nate's woman, a crushing weight of frustration had settled in Bruce's chest.

He felt trapped, cornered like an animal with nowhere to run. How could Corrine have transformed so suddenly into the heiress of the Ford family? If she possessed such wealth and power, why hadn't she helped the Ashton family through their financial troubles? There were easier paths to achieve her goals-so why had she silently watched him struggle to secure investments? Questions flooded his mind, fueling the flames of resentment burning ever brighter within him. Mad, obsessive thoughts sprouted and festered deep inside, like poison-laced vines coiling around his very soul.

When Corrine remained silent, Bruce's eyes darkened with malice, a sinister grin curling his lips. “Does Nate know you're a woman I cast aside? Despite his noble birth, he's with a discarded plaything I'd already grown bored with," he snapped.

He suspected Corrine had hidden their past from Nate—especially the fact they had nearly married. Men usually harbored natural pride and arrogance, and someone like Nate, with his prestigious background, would never willingly accept a woman discarded by another man.

In Bruce's mind, Corrine must have concealed their relationship from Nate.

Corrine's gaze turned to ice, her eyes like winter frost cutting throughm Bruce's arrogance! When their stares Ideked, the air between them seemed to freeze with tension.

But to Nate, watching from a distance, the scene told a different story. Their intense exchange the closeness of their stance, the way Bruce leaned toward her-all of it created an illusion of intimacy rather than the hostility actually brewing between them.