The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 422

Hastings stared coldly at Citrine, then slapped her twice, sharp and dismissive. "I'm warning you don't make Kali upset again. Next time, you won't get off this easy."

Citrine was still in the dark about what had happened the night before. She looked at the two of them, bewildered. Not long ago, they'd been falling over themselves to be kind to her, calling her "sis" and treating her like family. Now, in the blink of an eye, their warmth had turned to ice.

Before she could speak, Hastings hurled a stack of photographs at her. The pictures scattered in a messy flurry across the floor. As Citrine bent to pick them up, her face drained of color.

Every photo was of her.

She saw herself, disheveled, skin exposed, her clothes slipping off her shoulders. In a few of the shots, a powerful, masculine arm was wrapped tightly around her chest—a man's arm, unmistakably.

Suddenly, Citrine understood what Quentin had meant by "the real deal."

"How could you do this?" Her hand trembled as she gripped the photos, her face ashen.

Quentin just laughed, utterly unfazed. "That's what you get for crossing our princess Kali."

on her. "Listen to me, Citrine. Kali is our darling, our princess. You? You're just a stray with no one to care about you. You're not even fit to shine her shoes. If

at them in disbelief. "Is this all because

Hastings

lost, Citrine stammered, “But I haven't done anything

jabbed a finger at her face, shouting, "You nearly killed Kali,

just thinking about it. "If I wasn't a man, I'd teach you a lesson right now." To vent

frozen,

anything that might explain this. Aside from the other day, when Kali needed a blood transfusion and she'd arrived a

think it was all over that... It was

my blood of my own free will. That's not my duty. So I was late-how

her

shrugged, indifferent. "So what?

if you volunteered or not. You almost delayed Kali's transfusion. For that alone,

voice cold. "You're here for one reason: to give Kali blood. You'll keep doing it until there's nothing left to