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.

she thinks you're

no intention of answering his thumb was already reaching for the back button-when something about the screenshot caught

stopped, enlarging the

He's the one who's not good enough for me. Besides, he said I'm

the last line, Hastings couldn't help himself—he snorted with

a brat. So

lifted, defiant and smug as she typed those

She's right. I'm not

the notification chimed, she snatched up her phone-only to

done to him? What spell had she cast to turn him into such

became. She swept her arm across her vanity, sending her expensive

Stellaris Group Headquarters.

crossed, brow furrowed as he

childhood, sent overseas at eleven, brought back half a year ago by the Carmichael family, then aced her science exams and got into Crestwood University's medical school.

answered, "According to our investigation, Ms. Carmichael wasn't actually sent abroad when she was eleven. She was sent to Mirage Cay, and didn't leave until she

can't find any records of what happened on Mirage Cay, or how Ms.