The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 540

But he hadn't expected things to take such a turn.

Citrine turned out to be the victim all along.

Despite what she'd suffered, she carried herself with remarkable strength, as if nothing could break her.

Every word she spoke caught him off guard.

Without realizing it, Quentin found his gaze toward Citrine subtly shifting. He was completely unaware of the change.

Meanwhile, in a quiet alley on the outskirts of Crestwood-

A mother and her daughter clung to each other, sobbing uncontrollably.

In front of them, a laptop screen was streaming the Watkins family's dinner party live.

After crying for what felt like ages, the girl finally pulled herself together and looked up at her mother, her voice thick with tears. "Mom, let's go report Dick right now. I want him to spend the rest of his life behind bars."

Her mother nodded. "Alright, I'll get your wheelchair. Wait here."

Glenwood Studios.

woman sat clutching her phone, bawling her eyes out.

then, her agent pushed open the door. At the sound, the woman's face went pale; she scrambled to shut off the

agent, cigarette dangling from his lips, strode in with no regard for her

a party tonight. Get

"And May-dress to turn

body trembling. For a long

He flicked the last bit of his cigarette away, then circled behind her. Staring at her reflection in the mirror, he ran his fingers lightly along

the burning cigarette into her unblemished

instinct and fury, May grabbed the vase beside her and smashed

to

him hard a few times, cursing, "Serves you right! Helping Dick ruin

I'll make sure you

down with him."

bolted from

a modest

together, eyes red and streaming with tears as

the livestream, calling out their

center of their living room, in the most prominent spot, sat a framed photograph of

a look

the husband

time, we're