The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 368

Citrine ignored him. After straightening her clothes, she left the room without another word.

This time, Sebastian didn't try to stop her.

She had barely made it downstairs when Carlotta appeared, carrying a fresh change of clothes.

The moment Carlotta caught sight of Citrine's disheveled appearance, her face fell. Clearly worried, she rushed over. "Citrine, what happened to you?"

"It's nothing. I just need to change." Citrine took the clothes from her, not waiting for further questions, and slipped into the restroom.

Once she'd tidied up and changed, she emerged to find Carlotta waiting anxiously.

As soon as Citrine stepped out, Carlotta pressed her again. "Citrine, did someone hurt you?"

Citrine's gaze darkened. "No, just ran into a lunatic. But don't worry-I got out unscathed."

In fact, compared to Sebastian, she'd come out ahead. After all, he was the one left with several nasty bite marks.

in the mood to talk, Carlotta let the matter

as the representative from

Sebastian-this time it was a man

wasted no time with pleasantries. His eyes swept the room, landing on Citrine and Carlotta with a smirk that was almost a sneer. "I assume by now you all know our chairman is the head of

So Sebastian had already shared their earlier

on it, the representative continued, "Our chairman has been watching CICI Group's progress and is impressed. He'd

but courteous. It was laced with arrogance, as if he was certain no

gave a cold laugh and replied without hesitation, "Sorry, but CICI Group isn't interested." The words had barely left her lips

Shadow Syndicate-people

anyone

out of

man's smile faltered, but he forced it back as he addressed her, "If I'm not mistaken, Ms. Carmichael,

"My answer is

expression froze, pride stinging. He tried to recover, his voice taking on a dangerous edge. "Ms. Carmichael, I suggest you reconsider. The Shadow Syndicate is powerful. We could offer

"CICI Group has gotten this far on its own. We don't need to

plays to win. We're not interested in being someone else's lackey. If the day ever comes when