Chapter 502

Talbot Glenwood frowned. "Jeanette, is that true? Just like she said?"

Jeanette shook her head quickly. "No, Uncle. Absolutely not."

She turned to Citrine, her voice sharp with indignation. "These Vitaflux capsules all look the same! How can you claim the one I have is the exact one you gave away? That's a baseless accusation."

A murmur of agreement rippled through the room; several people nodded, seeing

her point.

A man in a crisp suit stepped forward. "She's right, President Carmichael. Ms. Iverson has a point-every Vitaflux out there looks identical. Even if you did give one away, there's no way to say for sure this is the same one."

Citrine met his gaze and offered a calm, confident smile. "Ms. Iverson keeps insisting this Vitaflux was a gift from a friend, but she hasn't provided a single scrap of evidence. I, on the other hand, do have proof that this one belongs to me."

As she finished, Citrine handed the Vitaflux case directly to the skeptical man. Confused but obliging, he accepted it.

you be willing to serve

declared, "There are

man opened the box and carefully lifted the capsule. Sure enough, the numbers 0156 were etched exactly

crowd, "President Carmichael is right. There

Jeanette, his expression hardening with disappointment. “Ms. Iverson, I can't believe I just defended you. I didn't expect you'd stoop this

How could that wretch, Citrine, have known about the

of color, then

"Just because you know the number doesn't mean anything Those numbers

sway the room again; people's eyes flickered back to Citrine, uncertainty

moment,

as if she'd just heard the world's most absurd joke. “Oh, come on, Jeanette! Did you eat too many expired snacks as a kid? Do you honestly think

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like candy at a

number- 0156 means this is the 156th

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