The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

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Corrine turned and paused briefly when she spotted Mandy near the entrance.

Before Corrine could say anything, Mandy spoke up. “Mr. Hopkins asked me to accompany you from now on.”

Mandy walked over to the car, opened the door, and gestured for Corrine to get in.

Corrine glanced at her, raising an eyebrow, curiosity flickering in her eyes.

Mandy’s respectful attitude seemed genuine, not forced.

Corrine wondered what Nate had done to make Mandy so compliant around her.

After a brief pause, Corrine walked down the steps and slid into the car, hearing Mandy ask, “Miss Holland, should we head to the company or the Ford family mansion?”

“Let’s go to the Ford family mansion first,” Corrine replied.

Now that she was back, she knew she needed to visit her grandfather. She took a deep breath, bracing herself for the meeting.

When the car finally came to a halt at the gates of the Ford family mansion, Mandy turned to Corrine, who remained still in the back seat. She gently said, “Miss Holland, we’re here.”

Corrine nodded, then looked up at the impressive entrance of the mansion. She took a deep breath, opened the door, and stepped out.

Inside the living room, Leland, the butler, was cleaning alongside other staff members. When he saw Corrine walk in, a wide smile spread across his face, his eyes squinting. “Miss Holland, welcome back.”noveldrama

Corrine gave a slight nod. “Where’s my grandpa?”

“He’s in the garden,” Leland answered.

With that, Corrine made her way to the kitchen briefly to pick up a tray. She then walked through the living room, along the corridor, and toward the garden.

𝓛⍺𝕥𝒆𝕊𝓽 с𝒉αρ𝐭𝓮𝓇𝓈 gⲁⅼ𝓷𝗈ν𝓮𝗅𝗌﹒с𝑜ｍ

Meanwhile, Carl was in the garden, enjoying some music. He teased a Major Mitchell’s cockatoo with a bird toy; the bird perched happily on its stand. The cockatoo had been brought to keep Carl company—a gift from Corrine. It had stayed with him for almost ten years.

When Carl heard footsteps behind him, his hand froze momentarily. But just as quickly, he resumed teasing the bird. With a heavy sigh, he muttered, “Ah, Eagle, you’re the only one who really gets me. Unlike some people who can’t even be bothered to call after all this time.”

Corrine felt uncomfortable and dropped her gaze. It was clear those words were directed at her.

She cleared her throat and said with a smile, “Grandpa.”

Carl spun around quickly, his face lighting up in a wide grin, completely different from the grumpy old man he had just been. “Oh, you’re back.”

Corrine walked over and handed Carl a cup of coffee. “Here, try this and tell me what you think.”

Carl, sitting in a wicker chair, reached for the cup and eyed Corrine up and down. “Why do I feel like you’ve lost weight while you were away?”

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