The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1037:

Moses chuckled. “Feeling generous today, huh?”

“Generous, am I? Now you don’t think I was keeping you all waiting on purpose?” Herbert smirked at Moses.

Moses let out a chuckle. “A legend like you deserves a grand entrance.”

Herbert grinned. “Now that’s flattery.”

He slid into the seat beside Nate, but his eyes flicked toward the man still hovering by the door. “Doug, why are you just standing there?” Doug Burton jolted slightly, as if snapping back to the present. But his gaze stayed locked on Corrine, studying her face like he was trying to place a memory.

“I swear I’ve seen this lady somewhere before.” For a second, the room went still.

Zack calmly reached for the coffee pot, pouring himself a cup as he shifted just enough to block Doug’s view. “Now that’s a smooth line,” he remarked.

Nate draped his arm around Corrine’s waist, a quiet, unmistakable claim. His voice was cool and deliberate. “Corrine Holland. My fiancée.” Doug’s pupils contracted for a fraction of a second. He recovered quickly, masking his surprise as he stepped forward and offered his hand for a handshake. “Pleasure to meet you. Name’s Doug Burton.”

Corrine hesitated for a beat before taking his hand. “Nice to meet you.” As she started to pull away, Doug’s grip suddenly tightened.

Her brows knitted together, a sharp chill settling in her gaze.

The air shifted, tension creeping in.

Doug had a reputation—polished, controlled, always mindful of his place. He never overstepped.

Yet here he was, in front of Nate of all people, blatantly pushing his luck.

Was Doug out of his mind?

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Nate’s eyes darkened, his gaze locking onto Doug’s hand holding Corrine’s.

Nate didn’t speak. His expression barely shifted. But the way he looked at Doug made it clear—he had already imagined a hundred ways to break that hand.

Doug, either oblivious or reckless, pressed on. “Miss Holland, have we met before?”

Nate’s brow lifted ever so slightly, but the coldness in his gaze sharpened.

The room fell silent. No one dared to breathe.

Corrine’s voice was calm. “I don’t think so.”

Doug frowned, still studying her face as if trying to solve a puzzle. “No? But I swear… I’ve seen you before.”

Corrine searched her mind, but nothing about him felt familiar.noveldrama

She gave her hand a firmer tug, but Doug didn’t let go.

Annoyance flickered beneath her cool exterior. Taking a slow breath, she kept her tone neutral. “I must just have one of those average faces. You’re probably mistaken.”

The tension in the room thickened, pressing down like a storm about to break. Moses knew that if Nate lost his temper, Doug wouldn’t leave unscathed.

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