The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 109

The Carmichael Group was CICI Group's ideal partner, and both Raymond and Carlotta knew it all too well. With Carlotta also aware of Citrine's true identity, it took them barely five minutes to hammer out the details and seal the deal.

Citrine, however, didn't participate in the negotiations. Propping her head on her hand, she drifted off, lost in thought over whether she should buy out the Iverson family if their business went under. She was so absorbed that she didn't even notice the meeting had ended until Raymond called her name several times, snapping her back to reality.

Noticing the furrow in her brow, Raymond asked, "What's on your mind?"

She looked at him, her tone calm. "I was thinking about the Iverson family."

Raymond paused, surprised. Citrine was young, and even if she'd cut ties with the Iversons, he imagined she couldn't be entirely indifferent. As he was searching for comforting words, she continued, "I'm wondering when the Iverson family will finally go bankrupt."

Raymond blinked, taken aback. "Do you really want to see them go under?" The bitterness in her voice hinted at deep resentment.

She met his gaze and answered earnestly, "Absolutely." The Iversons' company, she reasoned, would make a perfect branch office for CICI Group in Havencrest.

But after a moment, she added, "But now's not the time." If they went bankrupt now, it would be letting them off too easily.

expression darkened, his eyes

slander her and send her abroad, surely that wasn't enough to warrant this level of hatred. There had to be something else, something

felt less like a dream and more like a memory. Every time he recalled it, a chill ran down

box from

the old man said, his usual sternness

politely

Weston was expressing both gratitude and a quiet apology for the past. He had never actually harmed her, and she

was the first time Raymond had seen his father go out of his way

it," Weston encouraged, a rare warmth flickering across

at him and opened the

jade bracelet, luminous and beautiful—a piece that clearly carried

stunning," Citrine

good eye," Weston replied, unable to

the bracelet you once bought for Aunt Margaret?" Raymond's