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.

last traces of moonlight. Sebastian didn't bother going to the hospital. He took his battered body straight to his

his narrow bed

who prided himself on keeping his cool, had

he would

as a princess, looking down at him with an air of untouchable grace. In that moment, his own sense

knew it was her who

the one

of that hotel

Carmichael family's banquet had ended, Citrine still hadn't seen her uncle or

upon hearing the two hadn't shown up, felt

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

returning home, Citrine started keeping

topics would last a few more days, and he'd

as the comments section filled with more and more people hurling insults at her, and she

she thought. The harsher the words now, the harder it'll sting

Citrine scheduled a post

a video. The first image showed a detailed record of every transaction between Citrine and the Iverson family since she was a child—including every allowance, every

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