The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 243

Citrine's words cut into Sawyer and Holbrook like sharp knives, leaving them reeling. Their faces drained of color, as if someone had ripped away their masks and left them exposed for all to see.

She watched their humiliation with a bright, careless laugh. "Well, now that I've seen you two like this, I'll finally sleep well tonight."

With that, Citrine stood up and walked away without so much as a backward glance.

Stepping out of the hospital, she drew in the crisp night air, feeling an unexpected lightness. In her previous life, Holbrook Iverson and Theo Glenwood had conspired to put her on the operating table, sacrificing her so Jeanette could have a new kidney. This time around, she would make sure every debt was paid in full.

The Iversons' suffering? So far, it was nothing-Holbrook was only on the verge of death. That was just an appetizer. The real reckoning was still to come, and Citrine couldn't help but smile with anticipation. Soon, the Iverson family would become a much more interesting spectacle.

Leaving the hospital behind, Citrine headed straight back to the Carmichael estate.

Ever since that day at the hospital, when she'd sensed how unconditionally the Carmichaels indulged her, she had stopped pretending-revealing her true, mischievous self. She didn't bother to hide her devilish side, letting it show in all its glory. In her mind, the day the Carmichaels grew tired of her would be the day she walked away for good.

moment she was discharged, Raymond and Manley had begun an all-out war in

Enterprises. Its scale nearly

Group-wrecking several of their deals in quick succession and even poaching

make it back, there were dark circles under his eyes-clear evidence he hadn't been sleeping well. She might not have cared much about the Carmichael Group before, but she could guess

The facts were just as she'd suspected, with one surprise: the chairman of Deep Horizon Enterprises

it come to this, the two

Citrine, knowing he'd be back,

he finally walked in, the living room lights were still on, and

room and sat

but seeing his daughter seemed to fill

him, her tone even. "I was waiting for you," she