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The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 854
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Chapter 854: The next morning, Corrine showed up at the office, just like any other day. The meeting finally wrapped up after an hour and a half.

Corrine walked toward her office, flipping through a pile of papers. She stopped short when she pushed open the door. To her surprise, Carl was sitting on the sofa.

"Grandpa?" Corrine gasped, glancing over at Natasha, who was walking beside her.

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Natasha gave a small shake of her head, signaling that she hadn't known Carl would be there either.

A brief look of thought crossed Corrine's face. "You can leave now," she told Natasha. "No one comes near my office without my say-so." "Got it," Natasha nodded and replied.

Once the door was closed, Corrine walked up to Carl. "What's going on? Why did you show up without warning?" "You've got quite the power now, and a strong backer behind you. How could I possibly trouble you to greetin person?" Carl turned his head away, refusing to look at her.

Corrine, always sharp, quickly caught the hint in his words.

It seemed the Becker family incident had reached his ears.

She didn't rush to explain herself. Instead, she quietly poured a cup of coffee and handed it to him.

Carl snorted, making no move to take the coffee, though he was softening on the inside.

Unfazed, Corrine placed the cup on the table and said calmly, "No matter how powerful I am, I could never be more influential than you, right?" Carl's brow twitched slightly.

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Line origin in galnovalsCorrine went on, "I heard Evelyn tried to visit you, but you kept making excuses and pushing her away, almost like you were purposely distancing yourself. If that's not using your influence, then what is?" "You ungrateful girl! I'm your real family, your grandfather!" Carl shouted, gripping his cane and slamming it down hard on the floor. Still furious, he raised it as if to strike her.

Leland, alarmed, rushed forward in a panic. "Mr. Ford, please don't!" As Carl fumed, his beard practically shaking with rage, Corrine couldn't help but laugh.

"Leland, don't stop him. If he wants to hit me, let him try." "Miss Holland!" Leland looked at her in despair.

At times, Corrine reminded him so much of Kiley. She was spoiled and stubborn, yet somehow made it all seem perfectly reasonable—it was both maddening and charming.

"I can't believe I ended up raising such an ungrateful girl Carm muttered, clearly frustrated.

Corrine let out a soft laugh, slipping her arm around his. Her usual cold tone shifted, unexpectedly warm. "You know why I went after the Becker family. It wasn't just because of the trouble they caused at the charity event. That was just the excuse. The real reason was their recent schemes against the Ford family. The rumors about us losing our top spot didn't cfrom nowhere. These vultures are all waiting for a chance to grab what they can. I had to set an example with the Becker family, to show everyone what happens when they mess with us. It was the only way to put a stop to their greed."