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.

that moment, someone suddenly recalled Citrine's

are incomplete and toxic, can you tell us whether the ones in your possession are real

one who developed them. Do

toward Citrine. "What's that supposed to mean?" "What does the NecroBlitz Tablets have to do with President

Instead, Theo stepped forward and quietly filled Scales in on what had actually

the time Theo finished, Scales

NecroBlitz Tablets." As far as he knew, only one person in the world had ever known

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

silent as both Sebastian and Scales turned

formula for the NecroBlitz Tablets?" Scales asked,

Citrine replied

the staff nearby. "Could you bring

to write. Less than five minutes later, she set her pen down and handed the sheet directly

paper, visibly stunned, and his astonishment only grew as the formula was passed

ready to give in. "Even if you wrote out the formula, how can we be sure it's

had the words left his mouth than a booming voice echoed from the back

it's real. Who are you to