The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1058:

Corrine remained silent, but an irrepressible smile flickered across her lips.

“Is this island part of the Hopkins estate too?” Vulture, unfazed, grabbed an apple and took a bite. Then he glanced around, having realized his mistake.

Of course, it was. With Nate seated here, there was no need to ask. The air grew briefly awkward, but Vulture’s phone vibrated, breaking the silence.

His expression shifted as he glanced at the screen, a barely perceptible tension settling on his features. When he looked up at Nate, his gaze held a deeper, more cryptic meaning.noveldrama

With a flick of his thumb, Vulture turned off the screen and stared at the half-eaten apple in his hand, suddenly finding it tasteless. “Mr. Hopkins, there’s something I need to discuss with you—privately.”

Though he kept his tone measured, his clenched back teeth betrayed his unease.

Nate scowled slightly. After a brief pause, he rose to his feet and walked toward the door.

Corrine remained still, observing the silent tension between them with interest.

She didn’t know what message Vulture had received, but she had a hunch—it had something to do with her. Or, perhaps… the attack at the intersection.

Because unless it was something serious, Vulture wouldn’t have insisted on keeping it from her.

Once outside, Vulture lit a cigarette, staring at Nate solemnly. “Did you find anything on the attack at the intersection?”

Nate’s expression remained unreadable, his eyes half-closed, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking. “What are you trying to say?”

Vulture exhaled a slow stream of smoke, his jaw tightening slightly. “I got intel from the Red Flame network. I know you were arranged to marry Corrine even before you met her, but let’s be real—that arrangement was Evelyn’s doing, forced through despite the odds. Not everyone in the Hopkins family is willing to accept it.”

Nate remained silent, but he puckered his brow, signaling for Vulture to continue.

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Under Nate’s watchful gaze, Vulture found himself hesitating—a rare occurrence.

There was something about Nate’s presence that commanded submission. No matter how bold or powerful a person was, they inevitably bent beneath the weight of his authority.

“A forced bond never leads to happiness. If Ralph doesn’t approve of her, why insist on keeping her?” Vulture exhaled sharply before continuing, “Forgive my bluntness, but the Hopkins family is a viper’s nest. Do you really want to stand by and watch Corrine meet a tragic end?”

Through years spent navigating dangerous waters, Vulture had seen it all—betrayal, deception, and ruthless ambition.

Plots over inheritance, fratricide, and even patricide were common in families clawing for power.

But when it came to sheer cunning, Ralph Hopkins was in a league of his own.

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