The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 410

Citrine fell silent for a long moment after the question, her eyes tinged with an

unmistakable regret. Finally, she pressed her lips together and said softly, "I'm just not suited to stay in the service anymore."

"Why?" Hastings asked.

Her voice was calm, almost distant. "I can't give the unit my undivided attention anymore."

Someone consumed by vengeance doesn't deserve to hold a gun.

Citrine didn't want to discuss it further and turned her gaze out the window, ending the conversation. Hastings recognized her reluctance and didn't press.

Kali Glenwood was in a state of panic. The brother who used to dote on her more than anyone was becoming increasingly distant, slipping out of her control. Desperate, she'd recently hired someone to tail Hastings.

was out having dinner with Citrine and

was chatting with the others, oblivious, while Hastings watched her

image until Citrine's face nearly filled the screen, Kali glared at it, her own expression

had she pulled to get him to introduce her to his comrades? Even after Kali had pleaded again and again, Hastings had refused to let her meet them. Yet somehow, he'd

darker her mood grew. She was just about to smash something her hand already gripping the vase on her nightstand when the bedroom

in, bouncing across the room and grabbing Kali's arm like she owned the

Theo Glenwood's brother, but only by adoption. Scales Glenwood, the family patriarch, had taken him in as a child. Since Scales had raised Dick Glenwood himself, he'd always shown this

after Scales fell ill, Dick had shown up out of the blue,

her junior. Kali took an instant dislike to them. They reeked of poverty, of people

off Jeanette's hand with an obvious look of

froze for a

adopted daughter of

her anger and dropped her hand.