The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 234 I'm Willing To Meet Any Conditions Yo...

Hearing her husband's words, Tracy's sobs quieted, her breathing still ragged as she glanced up at Millard, her eyes swollen with tears. "Do you really think she'll agree?"

They both knew that after the falling out at Ashton Group's anniversary event,

Corrine's trust in them had shattered.

With everything that had happened, why would she simply drop the lawsuit? Especially after Bruce's betrayal and now Rita's mess-Corrine wasn't the type to back down

easily.

"Whether she agrees or not, we have to try," Millard replied, his tone firm yet filled with quiet sincerity as his eyes met Tracy's.

After years of sharing a life with her, how could he not understand her thoughts? He paused, his expression softening as he added, "You need to come with me. "I..." Tracy hesitated, ready to protest.

But Millard raised a hand, silencing her. "I know you have your reservations about Corrine, but this is bigger than just your feelings. It's about the Ashton family, about Rita. Can you really sit back and let Rita go to jail?"

Tracy fell silent, her breath shaky as the weight of his words sank in.

Slowly, she closed her eyes, letting out a reluctant sigh before whispering, "Alright."

"Then I'll call Corrine." Millard gave her hand a gentle squeeze, his gesture a quietnoveldrama

attempt to soothe her frayed nerves.

Corrine was taken aback when she received a call from Millard.

Farris had three sons, but none of them had particularly stood out-until Bruce had come along, using his wit and cunning to carve a place for himself.

It was thanks to Tracy's foresight in keeping Bruce close to Farris that Millard had gained any semblance of status within the family.

"Miss Holland, this is Bruce's father. I was wondering if you'd have some time after work," Millard began, his voice smooth but with an underlying urgency. "I'd like to speak with you privately."

Although Millard wasn't someone who could shoulder great responsibilities, as a father, husband, and elder, his reputation remained untarnished.

Corrine raised an eyebrow, her gaze cool and unimpressed. "Why not just say it over the phone?"

The Ashton family repulsed her to her core. She would do anything to avoid facing them

in person.

Millard hadn't expected Corrine's refusal to be so blunt, but he remained composed, refusing to let her unyielding tone rattle him.

He glanced at Tracy on the sofa, his thoughts pausing for a brief moment before he spoke, his voice steady. "Rita was indulged too much as a child, which made her headstrong and thoughtless. She's often been disrespectful toward you, and as her parents, we failed in our duty to correct her. This caused the harm that she brought upon you, and for that, we sincerely apologize."

The sincerity in Millard's words nudged Corrine to listen just a bit longer.

"The main reason I'm calling," he continued, his voice unwavering, "is to ask if you would consider withdrawing the lawsuit."

A sharp, frosty glint flickered in Corrine's eyes at his request, her lips curling into a cold, humorless smile. "Withdraw the lawsuit? My time is far too valuable to waste on this little game."

Her voice was casual, but the venomous undertone left no doubt about her disdain.

Every syllable dripped with indifference, and Tracy could feel her temper flare. She opened her mouth to respond, but Millard's sharp look silenced her instantly.

They were the ones asking for a favor, so they needed to swallow their pride, no matter

how bitter it tasted.

After a beat of silence, Millard leaned forward slightly, his tone resolute as he added, "Rita is in the wrong. If you agree to withdraw the lawsuit, I'm willing to meet any conditions you set."