The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 415

After Citrine left, a faint ache lingered in Hastings' chest.

But with Kali still in the hospital, he had no choice but to follow Quentin there.

On the hospital bed, Kali looked deathly pale, her lips drained of all color. His little sister-who'd grown up by his side-now lay listless and frail, as if all the life had been drained from her. Guilt gnawed at Hastings as he took in the scene.

He stepped forward and offered a quiet apology. "I'm sorry, Kali. I'm apologizing on Citrine's behalf as well."

Kali forced a gentle, understanding smile. "It's okay, Hastings. You don't have to apologize for her. Besides, Citrine didn't mean any harm. I don't blame her."

Quentin couldn't stand it any longer. He snorted coldly. "How can you not blame her, Kali? It's obvious that woman is the reason you're here! If not for her, you wouldn't have to suffer like this. Honestly, she should be here on her knees begging for forgiveness."

"Enough. That's enough." Hastings' brow furrowed. Citrine had made a mistake, sure, but Quentin was going too far.

with anger. "Hastings, what's wrong with you? Kali's the one who's hurt-your own sister, the one you grew up with! And yet you defend the person who hurt her, right

temper. Without another word, he

frustration, his expression darkening.

a shaky breath, voice laced with urgency. "The blood bank's running low. We need RH negative blood, and we need it

hit Hastings and Quentin instantly. They dropped everything and started making frantic calls, reaching

Jeanette swept in,

"Kali, I'm here!"

Kali managed a faint smile. "Jeanette,

one, introduced her to the others. "This is my uncle's

said in unison, giving her a polite

handsome. She paused, suddenly understanding why Kali

brought up Kali's hospitalization. Theo, a

"Theo, I just remembered—my foster sister

at her,