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The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1483
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Chapter 1483:

“I can’t say for sure.” Eaton shook his head faintly. “But based on the medicine Corrine gave me—the vial—

there’s sgood news. It works. It suppresses the outbreaks without any visible side effects.” A silver lining,

however faint.

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The moment Eaton mentioned the vial, Corrine’s mind drifted elsewhere—straight to Jonathan.

When she had first received the vial, she instinctively questioned his intentions.

Not because she was paranoid, but because Jonathan and Nate's relationship had always been volatile—two men

whose animosity could poison even the purest gestures.

Still, the thad come. She needed to talk to Jonathan, face-to-face.

As she drifted into thought, Jules and Eaton began discussing Nate and Corrine’s mysterious marriage

arrangement years ago.

Eaton hadn't looked surprised when he heard about the marriage arrangement. What surprised him was the

news that Corrine had accepted Nate's proposal.

“You just said yes?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.

Corrine blinked, snapping back to the moment. She hesitated, then gave a slight nod.

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Before she could speak, Eaton scoffed. “What's so great about the Independent Continent? A nest of arrogant

elites and cold-blooded opportunists. You must be desperate to want to marry into that mess.”

Corrine was briefly stunned into silence.

Eaton might have been the only person alive bold enough to trash-talk the Independent Continent like that,

especially when most people treated every square inch of it like sacred ground. It was a fortune!

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“I just agreed to his proposal,” she replied mildly. “Marriage is still a long way off.”

Eaton's lips curled into a sardonic smirk. “How far off could it possibly be?”

The three of them sat lingering in conversation within the sterile quiet of the research institute. Evening had

fallen, and the clock struck six.

Eaton stood quietly, watching as

Corrine and Jules disappeared into

the distance before the easy calm, on

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sterhne Pris eyes lifted to the

horizon, where amber clouds bled

across the sky, blazing like old

memories cto life. There was a

glimmer in his gaze—wistful, heavy.

Nostalgia, maybe. Regret, more likely.

He remembered the great fire from

years ago—how the sk had glowed

with the§25e se red,

sefching and unforgiving. That night

had felt like the end of everything.

Back then, he thought running away

had been the smartest choice. But in

truth, it was only the io) of om

something agate’ capable. No

iatter how many turns he took or

how far he fled, fate had a way of

circling him back to where it all

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