The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1018:

As they strolled through the gardens, the butler occasionally pointed out the rare and exotic flora. Among them, orchids flourished in abundance.

Corrine took note of this detail. She had a strong feeling their presence had something to do with Evelyn.

Corrine made light conversation with the butler, though her eyes subtly scanned the area.

Guards lurked in the shadows, stationed at nearly every corner. Their presence was discreet but unmistakable.

Did Ralph really need this level of security in his own home?noveldrama

She pushed the thought aside and kept walking, falling in step with the butler.

Her gaze landed on a greenhouse in the distance. “Can we take a look inside?” she asked.

The butler gave a polite nod. “Of course, Miss Holland. Please wait while I make the necessary arrangements.”

“Thank you,” Corrine said with a small smile.

As soon as he walked away, her expression grew more serious. Lowering her voice, she turned to Saul. “Has something happened here recently?”

When he didn’t respond, she pressed, “Or are you just not allowed to tell me?”

“I can.” Saul hesitated. After a brief pause, he finally answered in a careful tone, “It’s because Nate brought you back this time.”

Corrine subtly adjusted her posture, a mysterious smile lingering on her face.

She knew it—it was because of her.

Just as she was about to speak again, the butler returned. “Miss Holland, everything is ready,” he said.

Corrine gave a small nod, her mind drifting as she followed the butler to the greenhouse.

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She had assumed that Nate’s challenges came from outside forces, but she soon realized that even his own family posed a danger.

It seemed that, over the years, the one person Nate could truly depend on was himself.

Meanwhile, Nate glanced up at Ralph after hearing his response. “I wouldn’t dare to oppose you, Grandpa. It’s just that everything seems to have its own path,” he replied.

Ralph’s expression tightened slightly in response.

The Hopkins family had never been ones to accept fate, especially Nate. But when did he start buying into such ideas of destiny?

Nate’s fingers lingered on the edge of his coffee cup as he spoke, his words carrying weight. “You know all about the marriage arrangement,” he said.

Ralph’s eyes narrowed at that. Though his face stayed composed, his hand tightened around his cup.

After a long silence, Ralph’s voice was a little sharper. “Are you saying she’s from the Ford family?”

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