The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 537

After that piano lesson ended, she'd spotted a pink hair clip lying on the floor by the door-the same clip that should have been in Jeanette's hair.

From that moment, she knew a day like this was bound to come.

In the age of information, nothing stays hidden forever. Even though Citrine wished desperately to keep this buried, she understood that, whether she tried to avoid it or not, the truth would eventually come out.

So why not take control of the story and shape her image herself?

Citrine glanced at Monica and whispered, "Call all the reporters in here."

Monica didn't understand, but she didn't hesitate; she hurried off to gather them.

When the reporters had finally assembled, Monica realized what Citrine was planning.

Gone was Citrine's usual icy composure. In its place was the fragile, trembling look of a wounded rabbit. She gazed at the crowd, eyes brimming with tears, unable to stop herself from sobbing.

"I know everyone's curious about the video online," she choked out. "Let me clarify things. Yes, the video is real, but it's incomplete. As for the rumors about me seducing someone-those are utter nonsense."

Before the last word had even faded, a reporter fired off a question:

say the seduction rumors

admit the video is real, but deny

kept up her act of being wronged and aggrieved, letting her voice

your questions," she said, voice quivering, "but first, I want to tell you all a

in the crowd perked up. "What kind of

story of Snow White and the

through

lingering and wistful, "When I was three, I was

father. I went from

father brought home a woman and her daughter. Everything I loved-my toys, my brother, my room, even my foster father's affection-slowly became theirs. The only princess in the house became my

went on: "Cold stares from the staff, bullying from that mother and daughter, skipped meals-those things happened all the time But one day, out of nowhere, my foster mother, who'd never treated me kindly, decided to hire a piano

She stopped.

were so caught

realizing she'd gone

"And then?"

"What happened next?"

there, come