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The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 843
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Chapter 843: That simple revelation hit everyone like a freight train. The very people who had been whispering and laughing mere moments ago now looked as if they'd been slapped across the face.

"Weren't you all laughing and mocking her just moments ago? Why the sudden silence now?" A deep, cold voice sliced through the tension like a winter wind, chilling the room to its core.

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The moment Zeke spoke, the air shifted. It was as if an invisible frost had settled over the crowd, leaving everyone paralyzed.

Silence. A thick, suffocating silence. All eyes darted toward Corrine.

But she remained impassive. Her fingers idly traced the smooth surface of the bracelet on her wrist, her expression unreadable and detached-as if the chaos around her was nothing more than background noise.

"Jealousy over someone's beauty is one thing," Zeke continued, his tone dangerously casual, hands tucked in his pockets. "But is it really so difficult to acknowledge another's talent? Just moments ago, you were all so quick to condemn an innocent woman. And now? Not even a whisper of an apology? Tell me, do you truly consider yourselves noble? Because once this gets out, I wonder how will any of you hold your heads high again?" The crowd, as shrewd as they were, couldn't miss the underlying threat in those words.

The message was clear. Apologize now, or face the consequences when the scandal inevitably spread. Panic rippled through the crowd.

A portly middle-aged man was the first to break. He stepped forward, bowing his head. "Miss Holland, I was wrong. I spoke without knowing the facts. I sincerely apologize." Like dominos, the others followed, their apologies tumbling out one after another in a desperate bid to save face. But Corrine? She didn't react. Not immediately. Instead, she lifted her gaze, her eyes settling on Danna, who stood rigidly in the distance. "Miss Becker?" This content first shown on Jalnov.☐om Danna's body stiffened. She refused to turn, her hands clenched at her sides.

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Why should she apologize? She had always believed she was superior to Corrine in every way-aside from looks, of course. That was the only thing Corrine had over her. Otherwise, what did she have? Nothing but a stroke of luck that earned Nate's favor. And when that luck ran out? Corrine would be nothing. Just another nobody. If she apologized now, she would becthe joke of high society. A woman who bowed her head to someone she considered beneath her.

Seeing his daughter's defiance, Danna's father lost what little patience he had left. He stormed forward, his face dark with rage, and without hesitation, delivered a stinging slap across her cheek. A gasp rippled through the crowd.

Danna recoiled, eyes wide, her hand flying to her face as she stared at him in stunned disbelief.

But her father had no tfor her wounded pride. His concern wasn survival And angering Nate? That was a risk their family could not Wasla afford.

"I raised you to take responsibility for your actions! Now apologize to Miss C Holland immediately. His sharp voice and glare left no room for argument.