The Betrayed Heiress' Return to Elegance 116
Chapter 116 Don't You
Miss Me
Corrine's lips curled into a sly, dangerous smile, one that held both allure and threat.
"Even if the Ashton family refuses to accept me, | have more than enough strength to stand tall on my own. And
what about you? What else do you have, besides desperately clinging to Bruce? Do you rely on your status as
the heiress of the Burgess family? | don't want to waste any more words on you, but out of kindness, let me
remind you- you'll never reach the heights I've already claimed. You aren't even close to being my equal! Bruce?
For me, he's just another option. For you, he's the only way forward. After all, the Burgess family isn't what it
used to be. Without Bruce, what do you even
have left?"
She shot Leah a look full of contempt and pity before turning, her movements graceful
and effortless as she left.
It wasn't until Corrine had disappeared from view that Leah snapped out of her daze. She quickly rushed after
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she watched Corrine slide into a car.
Unlike the Rolls-Royce from before, this tit was a sleek, understated Bentley.
Could it be that Corrine had found another wealthy benefactor?
Leah immediately pulled out her phone, capturing a shot of Corrine sliding into the car and its license plate
number.
She dialed a number, her voice low with determination. "Find out who owns the car in this photo. | need the
information-fast."
If Corrine's new sugar daddy found out that she was nothing more than a discarded pawn of the Ashton family,
Leah couldn't wait to see how she'd hold herself up.
After a brief pause, the voice on the other end replied, "The car's registered to Royal Fortune Entertainment
Center, with only recent rental details available."
Leah latched onto the key word, her eyes narrowing. "Rental?"
"Yes, but it was rented by an anonymous individual, so | can't track down any further details at this time."
"Understood."
As she hung up, Leah's lips twisted into a mocking smile.
She had assumed Corrine had found herself a wealthy benefactor, but it seemed like she had only attached
herself to a wannabe socialite.
In that moment, Leah considered Corrine her defeated rival. She wasn't worthy of being her competition at all.
Corrine slid into the car and fastened her seatbelt, surprised to find the engine already humming to life.
'Aren't we waiting for Donnelly?" she asked Nate, a hint of confusion in her voice.
Nate's expression remained impassive, his tone smooth. "He's heading toward a different direction."
Corrine didn't give it much thought. "Then dropoff at the Ford Group entrance later."
Nate's brow creased ever so slightly, a spark of impatience in his eyes. "Is the elite team at Ford Group just for
decoration?"
"What?" Corrine turned to him, brows furrowed.
"Do you think the company will crumble without you?" Nate asked, his voice tinged with irony.
Corrine let out an exasperated sigh. "What exactly are you getting at?"
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Nate's gaze softened, the corners of his lips lifting. "I think that it's only fair that you, as my girlfriend, spend
stwithoutside of work, also known as a date."
"That doesn't sound like something you'd say," Corrine remarked, her voice teasing.
Nate smirked, his eyes gleaming with playful affection. "What can | say? My girlfriend's charm is simply
irresistible."
He looked at her then, his deep, dark eyes brimming with tenderness, drawing her in like gravity.
Corrine took a steadying breath, fighting the pull of his gaze. "But | have a meeting this afternoon."
Nate leaned closer, his voice soft and persistent. "But | can't help but miss you."
He continued, his tone deepening with a hint of playful longing, "My longing for you is as vast as the Sahara
Desert. To honor that, | think you should givethe afternoon to comfort me."
Corrine's heart skipped a beat at his words, a laugh bubbling in her throat.
She shook her head in disbelief-could he really be saying this?
"Corrine, don't you misstoo?" Nate's voice was thick with affection, every word a velvet caress.
Her lashes fluttered as she met his intense gaze, her heart pounding uncontrollably in her chest.