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The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 651
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Chapter 651: Seated with effortless grace, Corrine crossed her legs, twirling her phone idly between her fingers. A lazy, almost bored expression flickered across her face as she cast Judie a sidelong glance.

"Commence your performance, Miss Seymour." The meaning was clear. Corrine expected her to strip right there in front of everyone.

A violent shudder coursed through Judie's body, and her face drained of color.

"Corrine, you... you are taking this too far!" Corrine propped her chin on one hand, the fingers of the other tapping a slow rhythm against her thigh. She was waiting for what, Judie did not know.

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Judie stood rooted to the spot, unwilling to move, but before she could protest further, Nate's voice sliced through the silence.

"It appears I will need to have someone assist you." Two men in black stepped forward immediately, gripping Judie's arms and forcing her down onto the table like a ragdoll.

A gasp escaped her lips as she struggled violently against their hold.

"I will do it! I will do it!" Hearing her surrender, the men released her, stepping back.

Judie's fingers trembled as she reached for the zipper of her dress. The weight of countless eyes bore down on her, suffocating her beneath an avalanche of shame.

Her hands clenched into fists as raw hatred burned in her chest. If she could, she would tear Corrine apart limb by limb.

Explore magic at gvlnovsco Tears blurred her vision as she turned to Nate, silently pleading for mercy, for even a shred of sympathy. But he never looked her way. His eyes remained fixed on Corrine-watchful, patient, almost indulgent.

Why? Why did he treat Corrine with such care, yet not spare a single glance for any other woman? A wave of despair crashed over Judie, extinguishing any last glimmer of hope.

Quentin had planned to help her secure a match with Gregory, heir to the Hoffman family. That had been the plan—until she had seen Nate. In that moment, reason had abandoned her. She had cast Gregory aside without a second thought, chasing after a man who didn't even acknowledge her existence.

And now? She had lost everything. Gregory. Quentin's support. Her standing in the Seymour family.

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There was no turning back. No second chances.

As she slowly pulled down the zipper of her dress, her shoulders trembled, and silent tears streamed down her face. Then, a voice rang out.

"Corrine." Corrine froze at the sound of that all-too-familiar voice, instinctively moving away from Nate. A breath later, she stood up and composed herself to face the approaching man.

"Grandpa."

Nate caught the subtle shift in her stance, his brows knitting ever so stightly in response. The content is e on novelenglish.net!

Carl approached, his measured steps steady despite the cane in his grasp. sweetnin His sharp gaze Swept over Judie before resting meaningfully on Nate.

"Everything has its limits. Cross the line, and dignity is lost The content is om novelenglish.net! Corrine inclined her head.