The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1057:

Since Nate was now in charge, Bryant, even as his uncle, had to show deference and greet him with respect.

“Since you’re with guests, we won’t keep you,” Bryant said with a faint smile. He lowered his gaze and then stepped back, signaling to the young man to follow as they walked away.

Corrine watched them leave, her gaze sharp as she thought deeply. She remembered seeing Bryant’s face in the Hopkins family tree sent by Lone Ranger.

It was said that during the past conflicts in the Hopkins family, Bryant’s group had been the most passive, avoiding any power struggles.

But after their brief encounter, Corrine could sense a hidden cleverness in the man.

It appeared that this seemingly simple and obedient Bryant wasn’t as straightforward as he seemed.

People like him were often the most dangerous and the easiest to misjudge.

The young man, Nolan Hopkins, observed Corrine and Nate walking away, his eyes narrowing as he studied her graceful figure.

Nolan had seen many beautiful women on the Independent Continent, but compared to Corrine, they all seemed plain.

Corrine had an innate aloofness, like the moon’s reflection on water—charming but unreachable.

It was this mysterious quality that made her unforgettable.

Nate casually reached for a slice of apple from the fruit platter, taking a slow bite. The crisp flesh offered a perfect balance of tangy and sweet, leaving a refreshing taste on his tongue. Then he passed the fruit platter to Corrine, his gaze settling on her with quiet intrigue. “What brought that question to mind?”noveldrama

Corrine took the fruit platter from his hand, setting her cup down before replying, “I noticed a few familiar faces when I arrived earlier.” If her memory served her right, those people had once shown up at the Celtis Estate.

“That’s correct,” Nate said, his lips curving slightly, his expression unreadable yet indulgent.

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Corrine arched a brow. “Looks like I’ve been holding you back.”

In the past, Saul had been beside Nate. Now, with Presley added to his security team and Mandy personally assigned as her bodyguard, it was clear he had fortified their defenses. Even the people once stationed at the Celtis Estate had been recalled. He was pulling every string.

Yet the reality remained—their enemies lurked in the shadows while they stood in the open. If an attack came, they might not see it until it was too late.

“It’s just a precaution,” Nate responded smoothly, unwilling to let Corrine bear any unnecessary concern.

Besides, he didn’t agree with her idea of “holding him back” in the first place.

Before long, Vulture strolled in, carrying his usual air of nonchalance, while Hawk lingered outside, patrolling with the other three guards. Vulture adjusted his sunglasses and then placed both hands on the back of the sofa, preparing to leap onto it—until Nate glared at him. Instantly, a trace of unease flashed across Vulture’s face. Instead of jumping, he settled for patting the sofa’s backrest awkwardly, muttering, “This sofa is really clean.”

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