The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 76

Chapter 77

Halfway through her set, Citrine slipped out to use the restroom.

Siren's Whisper was the most exclusive club in Havencrest-a place so decadent, even the bathrooms boasted glittering crystal chandeliers that probably cost more than most people's cars.

After washing her hands, Citrine was about to head back to her private booth when a sudden, anguished scream made her pause mid-step.

She changed directions, following the desperate cries.

"Help! Please, somebody help me!"

A girl, her face hidden by a curtain of tangled hair, was being dragged toward the men's room by two burly, middle-aged men. She wore a revealing black slip dress, the side slit running high up her thigh, exposing pale, vulnerable skin.

"Shut up, you little slut!" One of the men barked, slapping her hard across the face when she tried to call for help.

The girl's head snapped to the side, but her voice was still pleading. "Please, I'm begging you let me go."

over to our boss himself. Play innocent all you want, you're not getting out of

the girl's voice sounded

force the girl into the restroom, Citrine strode over and blocked their

thug leered, his gaze crawling over

Citrine lashed out with a sharp kick to his shin. "Get your hands off me, you

a girl, and without any time to brace himself, he crashed to the floor with a

The other man lunged at her, fist

eye, hard enough

rage. "You'd better mind your own business, kid. Or

eyebrow cocked in open challenge. "Go

Siren's Whisper, ugly scenes like this were practically background noise-no one wanted to

making as if to grab both

they could react, stomped down hard on one man's calf, pinning him to the ground, while wrenching the other's arm back at a painful

men mountains of muscle-howled in agony, forced

us go!" they shouted at her, panic

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