The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 447

A group of people charged at Citrine, their aggression unmistakable—they weren't here for an explanation. They were here to cause trouble.

Citrine wasn't naive; she could see right through their intentions. This was clearly aimed at her.

So, there really wasn't anything wrong with the company's products after all.

Just as one of them lunged toward her, Citrine was about to defend herself when a large hand intervened, stopping the attacker cold. In the next instant, Citrine was pulled behind someone's broad back.

She looked up and saw Raymond, standing protectively in front of her, refusing to budge.

Raymond's face was thunderous as he glared at the group. He snapped, "Are you blind? Can't you see there's someone here?"

The thought of what might have happened if he hadn't arrived in time made Raymond's blood run cold. Furious, he pointed a trembling finger at the mob. "Listen to me. If anything happens to my daughter, if you so much as lay a finger on her, I swear-none of your families will walk away from this unscathed."

Without waiting for a response, Raymond grabbed Citrine's hand and guided her around the crowd, straight into the CICI Group building.

the first to break

what was happening online. If I hadn't come, who knows what those people

would run to their families for help at the first sign of trouble, but not his. Citrine always tried to shoulder everything herself, never asking for help. If he hadn't stumbled across the news on Instagram, he

fiasco, when they tried to use his daughter as a blood donor. He'd only heard about it through the grapevine, not from Citrine

with laughter. "Relax, there's no way I'd get trampled like that." Honestly, if Raymond hadn't shown up, she'd been ready to

could deal with problems on her own, but in that split second when someone stepped in

next time something like this happens, tell your dad. Don't try to shoulder it all alone. I know

determined than I am."

time Raymond had declared his love for her, but every

loved always yearn

was about his feelings. It made it easier to believe

gave a rare, sincere

Usually, when he said anything like this,