The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 260 Live Off A Woman's Wealth

"Jacob, what a pleasure to see you." Corrine extended the invitation with graceful poise.

Nate glanced at the black invitation, a knowing glint dancing in his eyes. After all, for the wealthiest family in Lyhaton, a top-tier Forreal membership hardly warranted

mention.

Jacob reached for the invitation, casting a fleeting glance at Nate as shadows darkened his expression.noveldrama

He lowered his gaze, masking his emotions as he murmured, "Thank you, Miss Holland. Please, step inside."

Nate caught the subtle shift in Jacob's expression, his lips curving into the faintest

smile.

He draped his arm naturally around Corrine's waist as they entered, leaning close to whisper against her ear, “Being your chosen companion certainly comes with its challenges."

The scrutinizing stares from onlookers had branded him clearly-just another fortune hunter living off a wealthy woman's generosity.

Corrine arched an eyebrow. "Having second thoughts?"

"Never," he purred, his deep voice rich with seductive confidence. "I'm determined to earn your heart."

A subtle smile graced Corrine's features as they made their way to the exclusive privileges afforded to top members-private chambers and superior amenities that distinguished them from regular patrons.

Corrine settled onto the plush sofa, lifting a delicate coffee cup to her lips while her gaze drifted absently toward the expansive electronic display before her.

Nearby, Nate reclined with casual sophistication, one leg crossed elegantly over the other as he propped his chin in his hand, leisurely perusing the auction catalog.

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Though Forreal's offerings comprised undeniable treasures, Nate's interests lay elsewhere.

His presence served dual purposes-providing Corrine respite while seeking someone specific.

His fingers lingered over an image of a tiara, its dignified design showcasing intricate craftsmanship.

Adorned with jade and an array of gleaming gemstones, the tiara was a vision of opulence.

The golden base, encrusted with meticulously placed jewels, symbolized both power and prestige.

And yet, despite its grandeur, it had never fetched much attention in past auctions.

Just then, a soft knock sounded at the door before Jacob stepped inside.

He looked toward Nate, hesitating as if weighing his words.

Sensing the moment, Corrine said, "Speak freely, Jacob. There's no need for secrets here."

Exchanging meaningful glances with Nate, Jacob inquired, "Beyond the tiara, Miss Holland, has anything else captured your interest?"

Corrine set her cup down with fluid grace. "I heard mention of a particular diamond."

"Indeed. A 15.1-carat blue diamond," Jacob confirmed. "The largest ever to grace the auctions. Truly unprecedented."

Such rarity guaranteed fierce competition at tonight's event.

Corrine's attention shifted to the display screen. "What remains in fund?"

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Jacob produced a tablet with practiced efficiency, navigating to the relevant information. "Eight hundred million at present."

"Secure the blue diamond as our priority," Corrine instructed with serene authority.

After all, finding the perfect birthday tribute for her aunt Chelsea remained her primary objective.

Jacob's expression flickered with curiosity. "And regarding the tiara?"