The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 541

Chapter 543

At that moment, in the grand hall, Mrs. Watkins and her daughter gazed at Citrine with unabashed admiration, eyes shining like starstruck fans.

The rest of the guests shifted anxiously, not one daring to leave the party early. Tonight, they were all just spectators to the unfolding drama.

People exchanged uneasy glances, as if afraid that Citrine might lash out at any moment.

Someone tried to break the tension with a forced smile.

"President Carmichael, we knew you'd never do something like that."

Before anyone else could chime in with their flattery, Citrine shot the crowd a glare sharp enough to cut glass.

"Enough. Not another word," she said, her voice cold and commanding.

Fair-weather friends, she thought. She had no time or patience for them-and certainly wasn't about to hand out any favors.

The room fell silent. No one dared speak again.

her back on the crowd,

side, staring at her in stunned silence.

are you doing?" Quentin managed, swallowing hard. His voice trembled,

a

her face, suddenly so close, his mind going completely

Citrine slapped

his feet, shocked. "You

mocking smile. "You really are an idiot. You

them until Quentin could feel the warmth of her breath. "And yes,

to notice. He

me, Quentin, do you

"Don't you dare accuse her. I came

hardly surprising. She'd nearly forgotten: Quentin was always loyal

didn't want you here, how

me-she said you'd hit her.

eyes. "Do you even hear

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