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Heiress's High Society Comeback

Chapter 1343
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Chapter 1343: Pity bloomed on their faces like polite masks, but behind the thin veil of concern, their eyes gleamed with concealed amusement-sharp, vulture-like.

"Miss Holland..." Mandy's voice was soft as she stepped closer, eyes flickering with quiet worry.

Corrine met her gaze with a faint lift of her eyebrows. There was no panic, no flinch.

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Mandy paused, and then nodded subtly to herself. That look-cool, impenetrable-told her everything. Corrine was fine. But not everyone saw it that way.

Nolan lounged on a sofa, one leg draped over the other, his gaze drifting to the woman beside him. He tilted his head slightly. "Did you hear that?" Emily, however, remained motionless, her expression as unreadable as stone. She neither flinched nor acknowledged his words, as if they had never been spoken at all.

A flicker of amusement crossed Nolan's face before his eyes narrowed. With a slow, deliberate motion, he reached out and lifted her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze. “A wise person knows when to seize an opportunity," he murmured, his voice smooth, coaxing. "Ford Group has crossed Universe Financial Group. It will not be long before their downfall is complete." His breath, warm and taunting, brushed against her skin as his piercing stare locked onto hers, scrutinizing every twitch, every subtle reaction.

Emily's lashes quivered, her fingers curling into tight fists.

Her defiance only seemed to amuse him further. Rather than irritation, a slow smirk crept across his lips as his hand slid from her chin to the curve of her waist. He leaned in, his voice dropping to a whisper. "We shared a bed, even if only for one night. And yet, you act as if I am a stranger. How can you bear to ignore me?" Hatred flashed through Emily's eyes, sharp and unforgiving. She gritted her teeth. "Your deceitful, repulsive face disgusts me!" Nolan clicked his tongue, shaking his head as if disappointed. "Such harsh words," he mused, though his expression remained infuriatingly smug. "I have never claimed to be a saint, but I have been patient with you. Under different circumstances, with your current attitude, everyone would have already seen just how shameless you are in bed. Do you not think so?" Find what you love at gvlnovs.☐☐☐ The words were laced with honeyed malice-a threat wrapped in feigned nonchalance.

Emily stiffened. A tremor passed through her as her pupils shrank, a flicker of fear flashing behind them.

The thought of those photos, those videos surfacing, was enough to make bile rise in her throat.

She would never recover from such humiliation.

Her nails dug into her palms, her voice tight, barely above a whisper.

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Nolan traced a lazy fingertip down her cheek, savoring the way shem recoiled, "I have to admit, your performance that night was quite remarkable," he mused.

"If only you were more pragmatic, willing to adapt... I could ensure you have everything you desire. You would not even need to lift a finger." He studied her carefully, gauging whether his words might sway her.