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The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 529
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Chapter 529: "You know I can't just stand by when it comes to you." Corrine's heart softened. A small smile played on her lips as she let out a breath.

"Then I guess I'll have to trouble you, my boyfriend." Nate smirked.

"It's my pleasure." He leaned in, capturing her lips with his.

After losing Calan's investment, the other board members of Ashton Group were quick to voice their displeasure. Bruce endured their criticisms with a tight smile, but irritation burned beneath the surface.

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By the tthe endless meetings finally ended, he retreated to his office, drained.

His assistant relayed the details of Corrine's car accident in a measured tone.

"Did it really cause this much commotion?" Bruce muttered, irritation flickering in his eyes. He had only ordered someone to seize the phone, not create a spectacle.

The assistant quickly clarified, “Miss Holland was just startled and fainted.” Bruce exhaled quietly, pressing his fingers to his temples.

"Make sure the police release the driver when the tcomes. I don't want any unnecessary complications." "Well..." The assistant hesitated, gauging Bruce's expression with caution.

"The driver was taken in for questioning, but there's been no word from him since." A flicker of unease crossed Bruce's face. Something was slipping beyond his control.

g In σ vs.com, hto the best fiction His gaze turned sharp, his voice edged with steel.

"Then give him a personal warning. Make sure he sticks to the story-and keeps his mouth shut about the rest." "Understood, Mr. Ashton." The office door clicked shut, sealing Bruce in the vast, empty space. He rose from his chair, moving toward the floor-to-ceiling window as he pulled a cigarette from his pocket. Below, the city pulsed with life-headlights weaving through the streets, neon signs flashing in the evening haze.

Yet, despite the vibrant world beneath him, his mind drifted elsewhere.

Corrine.

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Her voice echoed in his thoughts, sharp and unwavering.

"In business, everything is give-and-take. Investors do not throw money at you out of generosity, they do it for profit, le the end, it is always about returns." With her by his side, he had never needed to fight these battles alone. No matter how dire the situation, she always found a way to turn the tide. Corrine had been the backbone of Ashton Group-its unshakable pillar. As long as she was there, failure had never been an option.

But without her? The company had been crumbling, piece by piece. First, they had lost the land deal in the N southern district. Then, Calan's investment had slipped through their fingers.

If things continued spiraling like this, the so-called rising star of Lyhaton would be nothing more than a cautionary tale-a nspoken in ridicule. A sharp vibration shattered his brooding silence. His phone. Tracy.

Bruce's jaw tensed.

With an air of indifference, he silenced the call and tossed the phone onto the leather sofa.