The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 50

Chapter 51

Backstage at the banquet.

The hotel manager glared furiously at Sebastian Vesper. "You've really got some nerve, you know that? You'd even dare cross the prince of the city's elite?"

"Do you have any idea how much trouble you've caused me?"

Sebastian kept his head low, blood trickling steadily from his wounds, but he acted as if he didn't feel a thing. Bent at the waist, he apologized over and over. "I'm sorry, sir. I really am."

"I didn't mean for any of this to happen. I promise it won't happen again."

He hadn't made a sound when he was nearly beaten to death, but right now, he stood there-head bowed, swallowing his pride.

"Again? You think there'll be a next time?" The manager let out a cold laugh.

"Take your pay and get out." He transferred today's wages with a flick of his phone.

Knowing there was no point in pleading, Sebastian said nothing more.

He changed out of his uniform, limped out the hotel's back door, and disappeared into the night.

bother going to the hospital. He took

was only after collapsing onto his narrow bed that he remembered

Sebastian, who prided himself on

he would still

as a princess, looking down at him with an air

knew it was her who called

one

that hotel on his own

had ended, Citrine still hadn't

upon hearing the two hadn't shown up, felt a wave

stranger and more unpredictable over the years; their absence was honestly a

Citrine started keeping an eye on the

few more days, and he'd delivered the story stayed at the top for

more people hurling insults at her,

thought. The harsher the words now,

scheduled a post she'd

transaction between Citrine and the Iverson family since she

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