The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 373

For weeks, Kali had been bombarding Hastings with messages, but not a single reply ever came. The silence gnawed at her, leaving her stewing in frustration.

One afternoon, as she opened her social feed out of habit, she nearly dropped her phone in shock-Hastings had posted an update.

The caption was nothing but a sun emoji, but the image was what caught her breath: an oil painting in a gallery, and a woman's silhouette, her bare back half- turned to the camera.

Even though only half her back was visible, Kali could tell in an instant-the woman was beautiful.

Kali stared at the post, her face darkening with rage.

Others might not recognize the figure, but she knew immediately. That was Citrine.

So, Hastings had ignored her for weeks, but somehow found time to escort that bitch to a gallery. He was smitten, truly smitten with Citrine. But he used to be into her-Kali. How had everything changed?

A surge of panic rose in Kali's chest, sharp and cold.

She remembered that taunting message Citrine had sent her not long ago. Gritting her teeth, Kali scrolled through her phone until she found the screenshot and sent it straight to Hastings.

said she thinks you're not good

had no intention of answering

stopped, enlarging the

and still not care. He's the one who's not good enough for me. Besides, he said I'm prettier than

line, Hastings couldn't help

brat. So

defiant

replied: She's right. I'm

had been waiting anxiously for his response; as soon as the notification chimed, she snatched up her phone-only to freeze, her face turning

What had Citrine done to him?

became. She swept her arm

Stellaris Group Headquarters.

furrowed as he skimmed through the

at eleven, brought back half a year ago by the Carmichael family, then

"According to our investigation, Ms. Carmichael wasn't actually sent abroad when she was eleven.

of what happened on Mirage Cay,