The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life novel Chapter 152

Chapter 152 Corrine Is Trending

The journalist wondered if this woman was out of her mind. She was seriously considering a defamation lawsuit! Did she fail to grasp the gravity of her predicament? . How could she stand there with such defiance?

The media’s probing intensified for a moment.

“How can you claim innocence without showing us proof?”

“Why were you detained alongside the suspects if you’re innocent?”

With a small smile, Corrine replied, “Perhaps the motives of the person who tipped off

the police deserve scrutiny.”

As the situation unfolded, the police officer named Jack rushed to the scene.

He surveyed the gathering briefly before pulling Wilbur aside and whispered, “Sir, the two suspects are ready to confess.”

“I’m on my way to see them,” Wilbur replied, preparing to depart.

However, Jack held onto his arm, casting a significant glance at Corrine. “It appears Miss Holland should accompany us.”

“What are you implying?” Wilbur’s expression grew stern, his intense stare shifting to

Jack.

Jack stammered, “The suspects claim that Miss Holland was… working with them.”

The moment the words were spoken, all eyes landed on Corrine, filled with ridicule and scorn, as if waiting to see how she would get out of this.

Corrine’s gaze hardened, a trace of coldness flashing in her eyes. “Since I’m not going

anywhere, let’s discuss this inside.”

As she walked past Matias, she murmured, “Send a message to your boss for me…‘

“Why don’t you tell him directly?” Matias suggested, nodding subtly toward someone

behind Corrine.

As she turned, Corrine spotted Nate walking toward her, clad in a sharp black suit.

His assertive walk and authoritative aura defined him as a man who commanded every

situation.

He paused in front of Corrine, offering his hand. “Care to join me inside?”

Locking eyes with him, her expression softened into a warm smile. “I’d love to.”

Their fingers intertwined, sparking an unexpected warmth in her chest.

At the Ashton residence, Rita stumbled upon a hot topic on social media and dashed

from her room to the card room. “Mom, you’ve got to see this! Corrine’s trending!”

At the mention of Corrine’s name, Tracy’s smile dimmed, her expression souring.

“Please, let’s not talk about her. Just her name irks me!”

The ladies at the card table exchanged knowing looks, their faces reflecting a mix of