The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 93

Meanwhile, inside the restaurant, the mood at the table had soured to the point of suffocation.

Kali kept replaying the image of that girl in her mind, her eyes growing red as she clenched her fists so tightly her knuckles turned white.

Just then, one of the guys nearby spoke up.

"Bro, isn't that the same girl who called the cops on us the other night?"

"I know," Theo replied, eyes narrowing, his tone icy.

After all, she'd humiliated him at the gala-how could he possibly forget her?

The memory of that girl leading Sebastian away kept replaying in his head, needling him with an inexplicable frustration.

The more he dwelled on it, the more it grated on him.

Kali, overhearing their exchange, looked surprised. "Theo, you know that girl?"

"How could I not? She made Theo lose face in front of everyone," Quentin cut in, unable to contain himself. He sounded resentful, and with good reason-he'd been hauled off to the station that night too, which was hardly something he wanted to remember.

never

for that brat, we never would've ended up at the police

blinked, confused.

We ran into Sebastian at the gala and were about to teach

voice faltered. She'd done her homework-Sebastian never had

Quentin gladly spilled

her eyes bright with urgency. "Theo, do you

girl, it was only natural to expect he'd

watched him, waiting for his

long pause, Theo finally parted his lips and said,

chill

If he said nothing, it meant he had no intention of making trouble for

together, forcing a casual smile. "You've

lighthearted jab

something was off. He shot Theo a disgruntled

ask me, that brat deserves a lesson. Someone needs to

Theo snapped, his eyes flashing as he