The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 525

Scales hadn't come here to rescue Kali. From the very beginning, his only goal was to retrieve the unfinished NecroBlitz Tablets that had yet to be fully

developed.

But now, he'd changed his mind.

After all these years, if he still hadn't managed to complete the NecroBlitz Tablets, maybe it was time to let go. And since he'd already made an enemy of President Vesper, what difference did it make if he went all in?

This whole mess was Kali's doing. She should be the one to take responsibility for

it.

Sebastian remained silent, but the flicker in his eyes betrayed the turmoil

simmering within. He stared hard at Citrine, who wore a knowing, almost amused expression, as if she'd predicted everything would play out exactly like this. Her earlier move to raise the price-he realized now-had been a ploy to set him up as the fall guy.

Unbelievable. She'd played him, and it was the first time in years he'd been caught off guard like this.

The men standing near him exchanged uneasy glances. Seeing their usually composed chairman looking so grim, one of them couldn't help but swallow nervously. When their boss wore that expression, it almost always meant he was seething inside.

suddenly recalled

brought are incomplete and toxic, can you tell

one who developed them. Do you have

supposed to mean?" "What does the NecroBlitz Tablets have to

Theo stepped forward and quietly filled Scales in on

finished, Scales looked

There's no way she could have developed the NecroBlitz Tablets." As far as he knew, only one person in the

up. "The NecroBlitz Tablets I have are genuine. As for proof... would being able to write out

room fell silent as both Sebastian and Scales turned to

formula for the NecroBlitz Tablets?"

Citrine

nearby. "Could you bring me some paper

a notepad and pen were brought over. Citrine took them and immediately began to write. Less than five minutes later, she set her

his astonishment only grew as the

give in. "Even if you wrote out the formula, how can we be

left his mouth than a booming voice echoed from the back of

it's real. Who are you to demand