The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1017:

Most people, even skilled players, would have held back. They would have played below their abilities, allowing him to win or at least forcing a draw to save face.

Corrine did no such thing. She had met his challenge head-on, striking with precision and refusing to soften her edge. She had tried to leave him with no choice but to accept total defeat.

Corrine wasn’t simply acting on impulse or pride. It felt more like she was seeking his recognition through her bold approach.

Ralph leaned back slightly and spoke to the butler with an air of authority. “Since this is Miss Holland’s first visit, make sure she sees the estate. Don’t neglect our guest.”

The butler dipped his head in acknowledgment, a practiced smile on his face. He turned to Corrine and said smoothly, “Miss Holland, if you would come with me.”

Corrine caught the unspoken message. Ralph likely wanted to have a private word with Nate.noveldrama

After exchanging brief farewells, she left with the butler.

Nate’s brows knitted together slightly as he watched her go, his gaze lingering.

Without a word, he glanced at Saul.

Saul picked up on the silent cue. Keeping a casual pace, he followed after them.

Ralph, noticing Nate’s fixed stare, let out a dry chuckle. “What is it? Do you think she’s walking into a lion’s den?”

“It’s far more dangerous than a lion’s den,” Nate said, his tone unwavering.

Ralph said nothing at first. Instead, he placed his cup down with a quiet but deliberate thud.

Silence settled over them. The only sound that remained was the gentle rustling of leaves as the wind moved through the trees. Everything else seemed to fade into nothingness.

After what felt like an eternity, Ralph finally spoke. His voice was calm, yet his words carried unmistakable weight. “Marry the girl from the Quinn family, and I won’t stand in the way of whatever you choose to do with Corrine.”

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At that, a sharp glint flashed in Nate’s otherwise cold eyes. A storm of emotion brewed beneath his controlled exterior. “Corrine will be my future wife, your future granddaughter-in-law.”

Though Nate’s voice remained light, his words carried the weight of an unshakable decision. There was no room for argument.

Ralph’s face stayed unreadable. His voice was steady, almost eerily calm. “So, you insist on opposing me.”

Despite the lack of visible emotion, Presley could feel the tension thickening in the air.

A sudden chill ran through him.

Meanwhile, Corrine explored the estate, accompanied by the butler and discreetly guarded by Saul.

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