The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 330

Norton stared in disbelief at the scene unfolding before him. It took him a long moment to find his voice: "President Carmichael?"

A senior executive nearby heard his question and explained, "This is our chairwoman, President Carmichael of CICI Group."

"You're the chairwoman of CICI Group?" Norton looked at Citrine, stunned, unable to accept what he was hearing. "No way. That's impossible."

Citrine smiled at him, but didn't bother to explain. She simply said, "You should go. You didn't pass the interview."

Norton's face darkened immediately. "I haven't even introduced myself. Why am I being rejected before I've even begun?"

He glanced around at the others in the conference room, searching for support.

But the others just shook their heads.

Someone spoke up, not unkindly: "Mr. Iverson, please leave. Our chairwoman made it clear-CICI Group does not hire anyone with ties to the Iverson family."

Norton's heart pounded in his chest, refusing to calm. He looked at the group earnestly. "Is she really the chairwoman of CICI Group?"

course, Mr. Iverson. There's no reason for us to lie to

truth sank

imagined it was founded by an eighteen-year-old girl-much less that she

family flashed through his mind, Norton's expression

on Citrine, voice trembling. "Was it you? Was it your plan

of CICI Group had been anyone but Citrine,

spun a pen between her fingers. Hearing Norton's question, she turned to

room was empty except for Citrine

the pain flickering across Norton's face; it gave her a satisfaction she hadn't

a smile as she answered without hesitation, "Yes, it was me. The Iverson family's

He couldn't understand why

were icy. "Why? Because I hate you all. I

feel like his heart was being crushed in a vise.

pushing Jeanette back then. But you

that word, Citrine's expression turned instantly cold.