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The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1162
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Chapter 1162: For a split second, amid the blinding headlights, Corrine thought she caught a glimpse of Nate's familiar face, clear even in the chaos. Her eyes widened, and her face drained of color. Her heart felt like it was being squeezed by an invisible grip, making it hard to breathe.

Though the Rolls-Royce was fast, it seemed tiny next to the massive truck. The impact sent Corrine flying to the ground, shattering the tunnel's light bulbs and sending sparks flying. In an instant, everything went dark. The air was thick with the smell of gasoline and a sharp metallic scent.

Corrine tried to push herself up, staring into the pitch-black void. "Nate..." Corrine struggled to get up from the ground. Her body felt weak and out of her control.

Still, she pushed on, determined to reach the damaged Rolls-Royce as quickly as she could.

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Then, her foot slipped, and she toppled forward, unable to stop herself.

She braced for the impact, but instead, she collided with a warm, solid chest. "It's me," a low, magnetic voice whispered in her ear, sending a jolt through her whole body.

Without thinking, Corrine reached out toward the sound.

Her arms wrapped tightly around the man, feeling his heat, hearing his steady heartbeat, and breathing in the crisp scent uniquely his.

Tears started pouring down her face without warning.

She bit her lip, trying to hold back her sobs, like a bird that had been hurt.

Nate could feel her trembling in his arms, and a deep ache settled in his chest. His hand softly ran up and down her back, offering comfort. "Don't worry, I'm here," he said.

His voice was low and calming, like a gentle breeze.

When she heard this, Corrine froze. Slowly, she pulled away from Nate's embrace and tried to make out his face in the darkness.

Read more at gvlnovom His eyes, dark and intense, sparkled like distant stars. They weren't blindingly bright, but they were impossible to forget.

Corrine's fingers curled nervously, and her throat felt tight.

Was it him? Was the man who had kept her safe all night in Forestvale Nate? She opened her mouth, gathering the strength to ask.

Just then, Saul and Presley rushed over. "Sir, the gasoline is spreading. e We need to get out now."

If the explosion went off, none of them would make it out unscathed. Without a second thought, Nate scooped Corrine up and quickly carried her away.

Presley's team took control of the scene, handling the driver who Had caused the accident. At the stime, Saul led another group to ensure Corrine and Nate got to safety.

Once they were in the car, Corrine couldn't take her eyes off Nate.