The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 365

Sebastian was no longer the man he used to be. It was as if he had lost his memory, which meant all of Citrine's efforts up to now had been for nothing.

She looked at Sebastian and, quite suddenly, laughed.

"We're not enemies," she said lightly. "As far as I'm concerned, I didn't see a thing just now."

"You're clever," Sebastian replied, a faint smirk tugging at his lips.

He rose from the couch with deliberate slowness, closing the distance between them one measured step at a time until he was standing right in front of her.

Citrine was barely five-foot-five; Sebastian towered over her, close to six-foot- three. With him standing so near, he seemed to block out the world, and she had to tilt her head back just to meet his gaze.

She held his eyes, deliberately softening her tone. "Maybe you thought I was your enemy a minute ago, but now that we've cleared things up, maybe we could be friends."

“Friends?” Sebastian's expression twisted as if he'd just heard the punchline to a joke, and he let out a low, humorless laugh.

unflinching as he stared her down. "A little girl who's barely out of

would our company be invited to tonight's

Syndicate, Sebastian paused, a flicker of surprise crossing his

about them, I also know you're their leader- the very same man who runs

curiosity.

shrugged, teasing, "That's

by her evasiveness-in fact, he pressed further. "Who are you, really?" It wasn't just that she knew about the Shadow Syndicate; what

less she wanted to tell him. "Why don't you take a guess?" she replied, a mischievous

entertaining than simply giving in, and the wicked smile she shot him said

couldn't remember the last time someone had dared

a menacing grin, and his voice dropped, edged with anger. "You

tension-but before she could get a word out, he grabbed her with one arm and swept her off the ground as if she weighed nothing-a

Citrine yelped, pounding

carried her straight toward the backyard, only stopping by