The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 366

Citrine instinctively tightened her arms around Sebastian's neck before she managed to ask, "What... what are you doing?"

Was this lunatic actually planning to throw her into the pool?

"Just now, that guy came out alive," Sebastian remarked, watching Citrine's fear with undisguised amusement, as if making a casual observation.

"So what?" Citrine shot him a wary look, a creeping sense of dread curling in her stomach. Why was he even telling her this?

Sure enough, the next second, Sebastian's voice slid cold and quiet into her ear: "If he survived, I suppose you can too."

"You're insane. I'm not going in," Citrine snapped, clinging even tighter to his neck.

"Easy now. Don't fight it." Sebastian's gaze softened, almost tender-utterly at odds with his intentions.

But as he spoke, his other hand came up and began prying her white-knuckled fingers, one by one, from around his neck.

he

gravity took her, panic flashed through her eyes. At the last instant, she shot out a hand and caught hold of Sebastian's suit jacket, yanking him

and surprised, Sebastian tumbled in right behind

the water with a loud splash, sending waves

surface, the school of piranhas-drawn by the commotion-darted

reached under her shirt for the small knife she always carried. With quick, practiced movements,

wasn't angry-in fact, he seemed almost

watched Citrine's swift, lethal movements with genuine admiration. "Impressive. Much better than that useless

shot back,

the far end of the pool began closing in,

methodically stabbing at the fish

his ring, pressing a hidden

the ring like a weapon, he

now, they fought to clear the