The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 370

"Crestwood Art Gallery's hosting an exhibit tomorrow. I bought tickets-want to go together?" Hastings texted.

Citrine glanced at her calendar. Nothing scheduled for tomorrow. She typed back quickly: "Sounds good!"

Meanwhile, at the club.

Theo and the guys were drinking in a private lounge, laughter echoing off the walls. They lounged on the sofas, legs crossed, each with a couple of fresh-faced college students at their sides—everyone except Hastings, who sat alone in a corner, hunched over his phone.

He must've just gotten a message, because a small smile curled on his lips before he could help himself.

Someone nearby caught the change in his expression and ribbed him, grinning, “Hastings, what's up with you lately? You're glued to that damn phone every night."

Then, as if hit by a sudden realization, the guy's eyes went wide. "Wait-don't tell me you've got yourself a girlfriend?"

Hastings just shot him a flat look, said nothing, and dropped his gaze to his phone again.

Citrine's short reply,

between two girls, suddenly shoved away the sweet-looking brunette beside him and sat up straighter, eyes narrowed

teased, "Come on, when did this happen? Is it that 'pain in the ass' you mentioned

attention on

resigned little laugh. "It's her. But she's not my

help but smile again. "But I'm

wonder you've been wandering around in a daze, clutching your phone like

compete with Hastings for Kali's attention anymore,

tone abruptly serious. "I thought you liked Kali.

Hastings had grown up together, and he'd seen firsthand how much Hastings doted on his little sister. No matter how ridiculous Kali's requests, Hastings always indulged her he'd spoiled her rotten for

paused, then said

her once, but it turns out, what I felt wasn't the way a man loves

spoiled Kali like a sibling. Citrine, though... she made his heart