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.

Theo, Quentin had never experienced such

it hadn't been for that brat, we never would've ended

confused. "Police

about to teach him a lesson. That girl barged in and

mean she was with Sebastian that night, too?" Kali's voice faltered. She'd done her homework-Sebastian never had girls

gladly spilled the whole

her eyes bright with urgency. "Theo, do

being bested by that girl, it was only natural

watched him, waiting for his answer, her

parted his

felt a chill

said nothing, it meant he had no

lips together, forcing a casual smile. "You've never taken a hit like

jab made Quentin

something was off. He shot Theo a disgruntled look. "What's with you, man? This

that brat deserves a lesson. Someone needs

Theo snapped, his