The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 244 Inform Her

Nate's dark eyes caught the light, twinkling like stars scattered across the night sky.

Just a brief encounter with his gaze was enough to hold any woman spellbound, rendering it difficult to break away.

Caught up in her reverie, Corrine barely noticed as Nate's lips brushed hers.

In the silence of the private room, a heavy, unspoken tension lingered, reaching every

corner.

Abruptly, the ring of Corrine's phone pierced the air.

The caller ID showed it was Carl.

With a slight furrow of her brows, Corrine swiftly picked up, respectfully addressing the caller, saying, "Hello, Grandpa.”

A voice crackled through the phone, steady and familiar. "It's me, Leland."

A flicker of surprise crossed Corrine's face when she heard the butler's voice. "Leland?"

"Miss Holland, your grandfather has seen the news online. Your uncles are currently facing consequences in the study. Would you care to come and observe?"

Upon hearing this, Corrine stood up abruptly. "I'm on my way!"

Nate's expression clouded over as he watched her prepare to leave in haste. "What's happened?"

"Drive me to the Ford mansion, please!"

As they drove, Corrine filled Nate in on the details.

Nate's mouth twisted into a wry smile. "I feared it was something terrible."

"If Grandpa enforces the traditional family discipline, my uncles will suffer a great deal." With that, she swung the car door open and strode away without a backward glance.

From the car, Nate observed her retreating figure, his smile deepening.

He had not fully appreciated Carl's deep fondness for Corrine.

Such affection would pose a significant obstacle in Nate's endeavor to marry her.

Upon her arrival at the Ford mansion, Corrine headed straight for the study.noveldrama

Approaching the door, she could already hear Carl's stern voice scolding, "I entrusted Corrine to your care, expecting her safety and well-being to be your priority. What have you managed to do instead? You've watched her entangled in this chaos! Is this the manner in which uncles should behave?"

As soon as those words fell, the sharp crack of wood meeting flesh echoed through the

air.

Outside the door, Corrine felt a shiver race through her.

She inhaled deeply before knocking lightly on the door.

"Who's there?" Carl asked angrily.

With a nervous gulp, Corrine responded, "Grandpa, it's me."

An instant later, Carl's voice thundered, asking, "Did you two inform her of this?" Jayden remained silent.

Waldo did the same.

Gathering her bravery, Corrine opened the door and stepped inside just as Carl was about to deliver another blow to her uncles. The sight made her tremble.

"Grandpa, please, drink some water to ease your mind," Corrine said sweetly, extending a glass of water.

Carl glanced at her, accepted the water, and passed her the wooden ruler.

As Corrine exchanged knowing looks with her uncles, Carl watched quietly.

He set the glass down on the table with a soft thud.

Startled back to the moment, Corrine flashed a charming smile at Carl. "Let me ease your tension with a shoulder massage."

"Why have you returned so late?" Carl looked at her closely, his frown deepening at the

signs of fatigue in her eyes. "Corrine, I intended the company to be a distraction, not a

burden."

The Ford family's legacy would ultimately rest in Corrine's hands.

For now, her role was to acquaint herself with business management, though Carl

had not anticipated her taking it to such lengths.

"Grandpa, you trusted me with the company, I couldn't possibly find it burdensome." Corrine laughed, her eyes flicking toward her uncles, swiftly steering the conversation. "Really, compared to my uncles, I hardly think I have it hard."

At this, Carl emitted a skeptical grunt. "They have it tough? Really?"