The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 227

Ever since Citrine auctioned off that Vitaflux at Elbert's birthday celebration, Elbert had barely touched food or water. He'd spent days bedridden, his condition growing worse by the hour.

With no other options, Truman Jensen and Leila Jensen decided to visit the Carmichaels in person.

But Raymond shut the door on them before they could even state their case, sending them away without a second thought. Elbert himself hadn't bothered to put on a pleasant face, either.

After hearing about how Elbert treated Citrine at the party, Raymond's goodwill toward the Jensen family—old friends though they were—had evaporated almost overnight.

It went without saying: the Carmichaels had no intention of associating with the Jensens any further.

Leila and Truman hadn't expected Raymond and Weston to be so unyielding. When they realized the family elders wouldn't budge, they set their sights on Citrine instead.

That evening, upon learning that Citrine was studying at the library, they hurried over and waited outside until seven o'clock, when her silhouette finally appeared beneath the streetlamps.

Truman called out first, his voice carrying through the cool air. "Ms. Carmichael.”

had already guessed who it was. She nodded, regarding them with a

family patriarch; it was only natural she didn't think much of

a gentle smile. "Ms. Carmichael, would you mind

Vitaflux, isn't it?" Citrine's lips curved into a

then he managed a small laugh. "You're as sharp as ever,

Citrine replied, mirroring

instant, her expression hardened. She rejected them outright, her tone clear and final. "Unfortunately,

her smartwatch, then offered them a courteous smile. "It's

paled

of her grandfather languishing in bed, she

Vitaflux has been sold, but we're hoping you could tell us where you got it. We'll try to buy one ourselves. If you help us, we'll make sure you're handsomely

That's not how things are

and Leila's faces flushed with