The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life novel Chapter 113

Chapter 113 Let This Be

The Last Time

Gloria clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug into her palms, leaving faint crescents in her skin. Yet, she felt no pain, only the sting of humiliation. Lowering her gaze to the floor, she forced her pride down and bent slightly. “Miss Holland, I’m sorry. I was wrong!”

The sound of the coffee cup being set down on the table echoed in the tense silence, the deliberate thud making the Ashton family collectively flinch.

Corrine’s gaze rose slowly, her eyes locking onto Gloria. Her voice was calm but firm. “Let this be the last time.”

Without waiting for a response, she stood to leave. But as her eyes swept the room, she realized Nate was no longer there. His presence had disappeared as quietly as a wisp of smoke, leaving her to wonder if the earlier moments had been nothing but a fleeting dream.

“Wait a moment.” Farris‘ gravelly voice stopped her in her tracks.

She turned back, her expression composed but curious.

Farris retrieved a document from a nearby drawer–the share transfer agreement he had prepared in advance. Holding it out to her, he said solemnly, “You came today with kind intentions to celebrate my birthday, only for it to descend into chaos. Take this as compensation from me.”

The sight of the contract sent a ripple of panic through the crowd.

“What do you think you’re doing?” one relative blurted out. “How can you just hand over company shares to an outsider?”

Farris‘ sharp glare silenced them instantly, his voice like steel. “Shut up, all of you!”

Their unwillingness was written plainly on their faces, but they dared not speak another word.

Corrine glanced at the document, her lips pressing into a thin line. “I can’t accept this,”

she said with quiet resolve.

She had no intention of taking anything from the Ashton family–neither their compensation nor their lingering ties.

Farris‘ expression softened, his tone almost pleading. “If you don’t accept it, I won’t be able to forgive myself.”

His voice carried the weight of guilt. “The Ashton family has owed you a lot, and now this chaos… If you turn it down, how can I ever face you again?”

Corrine’s lips curved into a faint smile, though it didn’t quite reach her eyes. “Farris, I’ve never sought anything from the Ashton family–not before, and certainly not now.”

Seeing her unyielding expression, Farris realized any further attempts at persuasion would be pointless.

He hesitated briefly, his tone softening as he spoke again. “Actually, I’d like for you to attend the anniversary celebration next month.”

The words made Corrine pause for only a moment before understanding his intent. The reason behind the proposed five percent share transfer became crystal clear.

A faint, mocking smile tugged at the corners of her lips.

Indeed, nothing in this world came without a price.

“The Ashton Group has nothing to do with me,” she replied coolly, turning on her heel and walking away without waiting for a response.

As she left, her gaze lingered briefly on the gem Leah had gifted Farris earlier, a meaningful smile playing on her lips.

Donnelly noticed her subtle glance, and his brows furrowed slightly, his curiosity piqued. “Why is this here?” he muttered under his breath.

The room’s attention shifted to the gem as if drawn by an invisible thread, curiosity flickering in their eyes. Was there more to this gift than met the eye?

Leah, meanwhile, mistook the sudden interest for admiration. Pride flickered in her chest, though she maintained an outwardly composed demeanor. “This is a rare gem once cherished by royalty, something I acquired with great care. Is there an issue with

it?”