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 public humiliation

we never would've ended up at the police

confused.

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

that night, too?" Kali's voice faltered. She'd done

her interest, Quentin gladly spilled

with urgency. "Theo, do you know which family she's

of Crestwood, known for never letting a slight go unanswered. Especially after being bested by that girl, it was only natural to expect he'd

watched him, waiting for his answer, her faith

long pause, Theo finally parted his lips

chill run through

him better. If he said nothing, it meant he had no intention of

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

jab made

shot Theo a disgruntled look. "What's with you, man?

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

snapped, his eyes flashing as he glared at