The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 489

"What's the Rackham Group supposed to be, anyway?"

Citrine didn't even bother to spare Jarvis a proper glance. She let out a cold, dismissive laugh. "You? Seriously? Not even close."

It was the first time a woman had ever put Jarvis in his place like that, and his face flushed a deep, angry red.

He jabbed a finger at Citrine, his voice rising with indignation. "You really don't know what's good for you, do you? You should feel honored that I've taken an interest in you."

Citrine finally looked up at him, clicking her tongue in mock pity.

She sized him up from head to toe before speaking. "Dark circles under your eyes, complexion sallow, you look exhausted. Let me give you some advice: try cleaning up your act for the sake of your health. If you keep living this recklessly, you'll wind up with nothing—and no one to carry on your name."

Jarvis's eyes went wide, mortified and furious. "What the hell are you saying? Who are you calling weak?"

Citrine glanced over at the other two men, then shrugged. "Well, unless anyone else here is sweating bullets and looking like death warmed over, I think it's obvious who I mean."

Jarvis wiped his forehead-sure enough, he was sweating-and his expression grew even darker. He glared at Citrine, voice low and threatening. "You bitch. Spouting nonsense. You really want to test me? I could end you."

The look on Citrine's face turned icy. Suddenly, without warning, she slapped Jarvis hard across the face.

from the blow. Rubbing her hand, Citrine said evenly, "Go ahead. Try

disbelief. "Did

raised his hand and started toward her.

and grabbed Jarvis by the arm. He leaned in

drained of

reminded him of his father's warning that morning -out of everyone he might cross today, President Carmichael was the one person he absolutely could not afford

word, his lackey bowed repeatedly to Citrine. "We're so

he hurried Jarvis away, the latter's face still twisted with embarrassment and

only Citrine and Carney were left in the

now did Carney realize that Citrine had just stepped in to

his lips together, then spoke in a quiet, grateful voice. "Thank you, President

Since his family's bankruptcy,

target for anyone

mocked him, and

his life hell

chance they got.

long time since anyone had

why, standing in front of her now, he