The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 534

"She's already a little seductress at her age. No wonder her parents are such lowlifes."

"I have no clue how someone like her ever got into an Ivy League school, let alone became a CEO."

"Absolutely disgusting. If I had a daughter like that, I'd rather strangle her myself."

...

Citrine scrolled through a handful of the comments, expression unchanged. After

a moment, she handed the phone back to Mr. Shaw.

"Thank you, Mr. Shaw," she said politely.

"N-no problem." Mr. Shaw had expected her to break down after reading the online vitriol, but Citrine remained as composed as ever, as if none of it even registered.

Even Hawley couldn't help but respect her self-control. Most kids would have fallen apart—facing this at her age and keeping her cool? With that kind of grit, it was no wonder she'd achieved so much already.

Still, Hawley didn't believe the rumors for a second. He hesitated, then spoke up: "President Carmichael, I'm sure what's online isn't true. Maybe you should clear things up for everyone?"

voice cut through

video analyzed-no

his tracksuit, radiating self-assured swagger. He

"That's Mr. Aldridge."

"What's he doing here?"

murmur swept the room as

of Citrine, jabbing a finger at her face. "Citrine Carmichael, you had it coming after what you did to

In perfect unison, they blurted, "So it really was Kali behind

even glance up. Unruffled, she replied in a tone designed

when Mr Aldridge himself went viral in his

"What the hell did you

Quentin Aldridge couldn't stand was any mention of *that* infamous incident

Citrine, seething. This was the second

my own teacher as a teenager. That's a whole new level of

harsh, but Citrine didn't

slow, almost

you staring at?" he barked,

pressed her lips together, then smiled faintly. "No wonder Kali sent