The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 379

The girl in the leather jacket shot them both a sly grin. "Oh, I get it, I get it. You two aren't officially together yet, huh?"

Before Citrine could say a word, the girl plowed on. "Sis, your boyfriend's

photography skills are amazing-seriously, this guy must have a degree in it or something."

She leaned in, lowering her voice conspiratorially. "By the way, mind if I ask where you found your boyfriend? I'd like to get one for myself."

Citrine just stared, momentarily speechless.

Sebastian looked equally thrown.

Even the leather jacket girl's boyfriend, Balaam, seemed to bristle. Did she think he was invisible?

Citrine's eye twitched. She turned to the girl and deadpanned, "He only sells retail, not wholesale, so I have no idea."

That did it—Sylvia Watkins burst into laughter, nearly choking.

"Oh my god, are you for real? You are way too cute." Tears of mirth sparkled in

her eyes.

scene unfold, the corners of his

"Hey, I'm Sylvia, and this is my boyfriend,

Carmichael. And this

reason, Sylvia found herself instantly

whipped out her phone and asked politely, "Can we exchange

didn't hesitate, pulling up

disappeared, and they felt more

at making friends. After they'd connected, she waved Balaam over to move their stuff next

with clear admiration. "You have no idea what I look like in my boyfriend's camera roll." She shot Balaam a fierce glare. Balaam swallowed hard, wisely keeping his mouth shut. After all, the

dubious.

sharp features and undeniable charisma, seemed the least likely person to take a bad photo.

dramatic sigh, then held out her hand. "Balaam, give me your

surrendered his

and

statuesque figure weirdly compressed so

in an eerie green light, straight out of

third: No Sylvia in sight-just a blurred, ghostly smear that could have been a

end, Citrine could only