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.

day, her informant messaged with an update: Hastings was out having dinner with Citrine and his

side. Citrine was chatting with the others, oblivious, while Hastings watched her the entire time,

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

comrades? Even after Kali had pleaded again and again, Hastings had refused to let her meet them. Yet somehow, he'd brought that homewrecker along without a second thought. Witch.

the darker her mood grew. She was just about to smash something her hand already

Iverson burst in, bouncing across the room and grabbing

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

Dick had shown up

a cousin two years her junior. Kali took an instant

Jeanette's hand with

froze for a

is, anyway? Just an adopted daughter of the Glenwoods, acting all

to herself. Her family's future depended on the Glenwoods, so she swallowed her