The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life novel Chapter 272

Chapter 272 I’ve Truly

Found A Treasure

“There’s a situation ahead, Mr. Hopkins,” Matias said, his tone tinged with a cool gravity from the front passenger seat.

Nate’s indifferent eyes rose to meet the road ahead.

There, beside a red Lamborghini, stood a man casually leaning against the window.

A breeze ruffled a strand of hair across his forehead, highlighting his remarkably

attractive features.

The depth in his amber eyes lent a somber air to his otherwise striking appearance.

With a dazzling smile, he made a playful gun gesture to his head, his arrogance clear and taunting.

Unfazed, Nate’s gaze remained intensely on the man, his thoughts inscrutable.

Corrine observed the blond man’s handsome features. It was a face that rivaled Nate’s

in attractiveness.

While Nate’s appearance was ruggedly detached, the blond man’s softer features suggested a character out of a romantic tale.

Her gaze lingered briefly before she abruptly asked, “The fish?”

This man was likely the one Nate had been searching for tonight, the very person who took advantage of the situation to set a trap.

With a slight grin, Nate replied, “Brilliant as always, my love.”

Corrine’s eyes sparkled mischievously as she returned his smile with a radiant one of her own. “Are you frightened?”

Corrine’s sharp wit and insight had been crucial in pulling Ashton Group back from financial ruin and securing its place in the market over the past three years.

“Your intelligence never ceases to impress,” Nate said, drawing her close and softly

Chapter 272 I’ve Truly Found A Treasure

kissing her, his hand tenderly cradling her chin. “I’ve truly found a treasure.”

Fortune had favored them since Bruce had overlooked her.

Her eyelashes fluttered gently as she embraced Nate tightly, nestling into his neck, breathing in his fresh, earthy fragrance, and murmuring, “As have I.”

As they slowly passed the red Lamborghini, the window rolled up, and the blond man’s gaze shifted as if he sensed their presence.

His cold, hostile gaze felt like sharp daggers, stabbing straight into Corrine’s eyes.

With a slight frown, her eyes took on a subtle chill as she boldly returned his stare.

The man seemed to be amused by her resilience, a sly grin creeping across his face.

“Sir?” inquired the crew–cut man, tracing his leader’s intense focus, only to notice Nate’s car gliding past them with superior speed.

Distractedly fiddling with the bone ring, the blond man instructed, “Find out who that

woman is.”

“A woman?” Samira’s voice tinged with excitement, sensing a hint of gossip in the air.

Nate, renowned for his lack of interest in women, was often the subject of whispers about his preferences for men.

In the past, Samira attempted to charm Nate but her efforts were in vain.

Silently, the blond man found a cozy spot to lazily lean back, masking his evident irritation with a calm facade.