The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 27

Raymond arrived at the police station, and the officers didn't waste a second before filling him in on everything that had happened.

Even though he'd steeled himself for bad news, his heart still skipped a beat when he heard just how bold Citrine had been-marching over here all by herself. He almost scolded her on the spot, but the moment he caught sight of her, the words died on his lips.

Johnnie barely reacted when he heard someone come in, but when he realized who it was, all the arrogance drained from his face. Instead, his expression shifted, cycling rapidly through surprise, panic, and dread.

Why on earth was Raymond Carmichael here?

In Havencrest, you could pick a fight with almost anyone-but if you messed with Raymond, you were asking for disaster.

What was his connection to this penniless girl?

Forcing a strained smile, Johnnie's nerves were on edge as he glanced at Raymond and asked, "President Carmichael, what brings you here?"

Raymond's reply was ice-cold. "It seems Mr. Chase thought he could bully my daughter. How could I not show up?"

Both Johnnie and Alicia turned pale at once.

"Citrine is your daughter?" Alicia blurted out, her voice trembling.

gala before, so she knew exactly who he was. But wasn't he supposed to be single? Since when did he

chilling stare. "You certainly raised quite the daughter, Mr.

eyelid twitched. He spun around and slapped Alicia hard across the face. "Who said

all just a misunderstanding. Kids fooling around, that's all. Surely a man like you won't

a look. "Alicia.

her pride, Alicia lowered her

look at her. She knew Alicia's apology meant nothing-it wasn't remorse,

it as clearly as Citrine did. He snorted in disdain and dismissed them both with a wave, not deigning to

to deserve such a useless child?" Johnnie snapped, his frustration boiling over as he watched Raymond and Citrine prepare

pressed a hand to her stinging cheek, fighting back

family's business had taken a nosedive in recent years; they couldn't afford another

flickered in Johnnie's eyes. Suddenly, he dropped to his knees

it was my foolish daughter's mistake. Please, I'm begging

looked at Citrine too. If she wanted

room was suffocating. Then Citrine's cool, clear voice

"No."

a tech company, specializing in smartphones and computers-cutting-edge stuff. In her previous life, right after she'd graduated high school,