The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1006:noveldrama

He sighed deeply. “How’s your health these days?”

“You know me better than anyone,” Corrine said, resting her head on his shoulder. “You sent Jules and me to the military to make us tougher, remember? I’m as strong as ever. No need to worry.”

“I heard from Jules you got a bottle of medicine,” Carl said, his gaze heavy with meaning.

Corrine nodded and briefly mentioned some facts, keeping quiet about Jacob’s ties with Jonathan.

“Jonathan Martel?” Carl raised an eyebrow and looked at Jules. “Why have I never heard of him before?”

Under Carl’s piercing stare, Jules immediately sat up straighter and spoke seriously. “He always keeps a low profile and is hard to track down. His business has always been in Lyhaton. Lately, though, it seems like he’s planning to settle down here. He doesn’t care for socializing or attending events. I’ve only met him once.”

That meeting at the casino was the first time they crossed paths. Even now, Jules could clearly recall Jonathan’s striking good looks, almost as beautiful as Corrine herself.

A faint, knowing smile tugged at Carl’s lips when he heard this. “So, Jonathan is quite the mysterious figure with unimaginable capabilities.” Without ever needing to show up in person, he had known everything about Corrine and even sent medicine to manage her condition.

The special medication Corrine had been using took many years to perfect in order to reduce side effects. Yet, Jonathan had provided a solution without any effort at all. That was something to think about, not just for Carl, but for the whole Ford family.

Corrine felt it was important to talk to Jonathan privately.

“It’s getting late. You should get some rest,” Carl suddenly said. Corrine nodded, then paused at the foot of the stairs. “Grandpa, I might have to go on a business trip soon. It won’t take long.”

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Carl gave a slight nod.

Once Corrine had left, Carl slowly got to his feet with the help of his cane, letting out a soft sigh.

“In the end, I couldn’t stop her. Maybe it was meant to be,” he muttered.

It sounded like Carl was resigned to the situation. It was as if he were talking to Leland beside him, or maybe just talking to himself. Leland responded, “Don’t worry too much about the young people. I believe Kiley up in heaven will surely watch over Corrine.”

Carl glanced at him, then shifted his eyes to the night sky. “I just hope my daughter doesn’t regret her choice.”

Corrine had barely stepped into her room when Jules knocked on her door.

“Tomorrow is the Burgess family’s trial. Do you want to be there?” Jules asked, standing in the doorway.

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