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

been for that brat, we never would've ended up

confused.

and were about to teach him a

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

gladly

eyes bright with urgency.

was the undisputed prince 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 have already dug up every detail about her background, ready

for his answer, her faith in

finally parted his lips

felt a chill

said nothing, it meant he had no

casual smile. "You've never

lighthearted jab made Quentin

He shot Theo a disgruntled look. "What's with you, man? This isn't like

lesson. Someone needs to put her in

snapped, his eyes flashing as he