The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 533

At that moment, Quentin's other hand tightened around the wine bottle. With a sudden squeeze, glass shattered in his palm, shards mixed with red wine spilling all over the floor.

His friends jumped back, startled.

"Quentin, what's gotten into you?"

"Who dares mess with Quentin? They must have a death wish."

"Just say the word, Quentin. We'll take care of whoever's bothering you!"

Quentin shot them a cold glance, his tone icy. "I don't need you. I'll handle it myself."

With that, he pulled out his phone and shot off a message to Kali:

"Don't worry, Kali. I'll make sure Citrine Carmichael pays for what she's done. I promise you'll get your revenge."

On the other side of town, Kali read his message and finally felt a weight lift from her chest.

No one had a hotter temper than Quentin. With him involved and with that video circulating tonight was bound to get interesting.

Just thinking about it made her too excited to sleep.

Meanwhile, at the Watkins family's gala-

confrontation with the Saunders siblings, Citrine slipped away to find some fresh

guests clustered in small groups, faces lit by their phone

the video finished playing, a low buzz of

Carmichael

an innocent face, those cold eyes-who would have thought she was such a wild

old was she in that video, maybe twelve?

like this, just watch-CICI Group's stock is about

with them. Who knows what

manipulative, using people like that, can't imagine what her character's really like. Who'd dare do

video themselves, rushed in and caught the tail end

Wade

was cold and sharp: "Who the hell do you think you

break your damn jaw."

hear any more of this garbage, don't blame the Saunders family

Citrine returned to the ballroom, the room fell

everyone looked at

her expression neutral. "Why

have something on my

The silence

ago, these same people had been eager to flatter her, to get close. Now, their gazes were cold as if she were something

of the