The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 446

Monica stared at the scene, utterly stunned. That's the kind of ruthless resolve you'd expect from a CEO-able to conquer even the fear that's haunted her for decades.

She was sure of it now: her formidable aunt was absolutely wrapped around her daughter's little finger.

It wasn't until several days later that Jeanette's family learned the truth: Citrine was the chairwoman of CICI Group. The news left them all ashen-faced.

Jeanette was seething with envy.

Dick and Aline sat across from each other in the living room, the tension in the air almost tangible.

Aline's face was pale, her anxiety barely contained. "Dick, do you think she's going to come after us?"

Dick took a drag from his cigarette, his voice dark and venomous. "If I'd known that brat would turn out this capable, I should've finished her off back then."

"I sent her away to Mirage Cay, figured it was a one-way ticket. I thought I'd covered all the bases-who would've guessed she'd survive and come back?"

Aline bit her lip in regret. If only she'd had the nerve to get rid of that wretch for good, they wouldn't be living in constant fear now.

couldn't shake a sense of impending doom. She turned to Dick, her voice certain

before she was even of age, and it was Aline who'd pushed Sawyer to send Citrine abroad, arranging for her to

knew everything they'd

back-hardly a threat. But now she was the head of CICI Group, one of

could hold a

tone grew grave. "Don't be fooled by that innocent act she puts on. She's ruthless under that harmless face, and she's nothing if not resilient. She didn't

by being soft. She'll never let us

Group now, don't forget-Dad stiff has the Glenwood family behind him. No matter

in

eased a little, some color

spoke again, voice low and cold. "While that little

footing, we need to get

you planning?" Aline turned to look at him,

just gave a thin,

few days later, Citrine was at school when her phone rang. It was

something's happened at

through lunch. Her brow furrowed, but she kept her voice calm. "What is it? Slow