The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

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Chapter 877: Nate's icy glare bored into Moses like a blade, his voice dripping with menace. "Do you have a death wish?" Moses rubbed his nose awkwardly, sheepish but undeterred. "We really did cto celebrate your birthday," he said, holding out a box with a grin that seemed more mischievous than sincere. “Here, Nate. Something special." Nate's brow furrowed in confusion, but he accepted the box and opened it with slow, deliberate care. His expression darkened with something dangerous, almost predatory, as he glanced at its contents.

"What are you guys whispering about out there?" Corrine's voice drifted from behind him.

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With a quick, decisive motion, Nate slammed the box shut, his jaw set in a line of finality. "Eat, and then leave." Moses gave a cheerful grin, unaffected by Nate's cold reception. "Got it!" he said, stepping into the living room with the others in tow, bringing in a towering eight-layer cake. He flashed Corrine a playful smile. "Long tno see, Corrine." Corrine stared at the massive cake in disbelief. Then, she gave a small, polite smile. "It has been a while," she said, her eyes narrowing slightly as she noticed the difference in Moses' complexion. "You look... different." Moses looked much more tanned than before.

"Oh, I had sfree time, so I thought I'd take a little detour to Ashcliff." He grinned and shifted the topic. "But enough about me-let's focus on celebrating Nate's birthday. Hope you don't mind, Corrine?" "Not at all," she replied, her voice flat but cordial.

Just then, Nate strolled over and placed the box on the edge of the table, pressing his hand firmly on it as if guarding it from the world. "Enough talking. You're here to eat, not to chat," Nate said, his voice sharp as a whip, his gaze flicking toward Moses.

"I'll go get dinner ready for them," Corrine murmured as she moved toward the kitchen.

galnovs.com, where the best stories live To surprise Nate with something special for his birthday, she had given Tanya the day off to make sure there would be no interruptions. But Moses and Zack's uninvited arrival had thrown a wrench in her plans.

As she disappeared into the kitchen, Nate followed closely behind her. "I'll help," he offered, his voice softening.

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Moses exchanged a knowing glance with Zack, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "Tell me, Zack—have you ever once seen Nate personally cook in all these years?" Zack shook his head.

Moses chuckled. "Exactly. If not for me, we'd miss out on this rare opportunity."

"Or more like your last meal,” Zack teased, the words heavy with dark humor. Moses fell quiet, knowing Zack's words weren't entirely far from the truth.

In the kitchen, Nate tried to assist Corrine, but she gently waved him off. "I've got this. You wait outside." Reluctantly, Nate withdrew.

In the living room, Moses sank into the couch, handing Nate a glass of red wine, his voice low low and conspiratorial. "The thing you've been waiting for? It'll be here tomorrow."

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