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The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 638
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Chapter 638: Corrine exhaled softly, her patience already thinning. She met Judie's glare with icy indifference.

"What do you want, then?" Judie lifted her chin, a self-satisfied smirk tugging at her lips.

"Naturally, I want to pay you back in kind." Corrine arched a brow, her lips curling into something that almost resembled a smile-but there was nothing warm about it.

Before she could respond, Karina...

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Karina stepped forward, her voice slicing through the tension.

"Your dress is by Simon Smith, an international designer. Haute couture, yes-but last year's collection," she noted coolly, letting the words hang in the air. Her gaze swept over Judie with thinly veiled disdain.

"Meanwhile, Corrine's outfit is a custom piece from one of the top luxury houses. Easily worth a million dollars. If you ruin her outfit, I think you'll be the one suffering a heavier loss." A murmur rippled through the crowd.

"What? That simple suit costs a million?" "I've heard of that brand," another voice chimed in.

"They only accept custom orders, and you have to pass a financial assessment just to qualify." Judie's expression darkened as the whispers reached her.

She had assumed Corrine's suit was simply well-tailored, but now? Now she realized just how badly she had misjudged the situation. Her gaze dropped to Corrine's attire, her eyes burning with raw envy.

Then, with a spiteful curl of her lips, she scoffed, "Such an expensive outfit. What a waste to ruin it. Why not take it off and letwear it instead?" Corrine tilted her head slightly, her expression unreadable, though the smile tugging at her lips carried a dangerous edge.

"Are you sure about that?" Judie squared her shoulders, doubling down.

"What's the matter? Afraid to?" Her voice wasn't loud, but it carried enough bite to draw more attention. The surrounding ladies and young men, always hungry for , turned toward the unfolding scene.

Even Callie, standing a few feet away, exchanged a glance with her cousin, Zaylee Fowler, before murmuring, "What's going on over there?" Zaylee, always composed and unfailingly polite to Callie but secretly loyal to Judie, didn't hesitate to take sides. Her tone dripped with quiet contempt.

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"It's Corrine from the Ford family.

She's unbearable. It was clearly her m fault, but when she apologized, she NO did it so insincerely. Then she had the nerve to insult Judie's dress as cheap." Zaylee's words rippled through the group of young ladies like a well-aimed stone cast into a still pond.

"She's only here because her maternal grandfather's family is the wealthiest in Lybaton. Otherwise, what right does she have to be among us?" "If it weren't for the Ford family backing her, what would she even be?"

Callie took in the scene, the smug curve of her lips barely concealed. The remarks struckachord-because they rang true. Without the Ford family's support, what would Corrine Holland really amount to?