The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 556

Phipps's eyes darkened as he lowered his head. "Sebastian, you've just started your business. You've been so busy, you forgot to take care of yourself— collapsed at work from exhaustion."

Sebastian frowned, puzzled. "But I don't remember any of that happening." He racked his brain, but there was no memory of blacking out.

This was the third time this month he'd woken up in this hospital room, and each time, his memory was a complete blank.

"You must be under a lot of stress lately, Sebastian. No matter how important work is, your health comes first. You really need to take care of yourself," Phipps said, trying to sound reassuring.

Sebastian studied him, noticing the way Phipps's face tightened as he spoke. Something didn't add up.

He kept his suspicions to himself, slowly sitting up in bed. "Don't worry, Phipps. I'll make sure to get some rest. I should head back now."

With that, Sebastian left the hospital.

As soon as he stepped outside, his phone buzzed with notifications. Social media was flooded with posts about Citrine her name was everywhere. Most of the videos about her had already been scrubbed by the Carmichael and Saunders families, but after scrolling through countless threads, Sebastian finally pieced together what had happened.

The moment he understood, his expression changed completely. Without thinking twice, he headed straight to Citrine's house.

he didn't stop to consider his actions-he just rang the bell. What he didn't expect was for Citrine's father to answer

Sebastian with barely concealed surprise-and suspicion. "Who are you?" he demanded,

"Good evening, sir. I'm a friend of Citrine's. I saw what's been happening online and wanted to check

Raymond's face darkened. Since when did Citrine

his eyes, giving Sebastian a thorough

Citrine appeared in the hallway, drawn

saw Sebastian. "What are you doing

I just saw everything online. I

walked over, glancing at her father as she introduced them. "This is

to meet you. I'm Citrine's father," Raymond replied, forcinga polite smile. As much as he disliked the situation, he wasn't about

evening, sir." Sebastian picked up on Raymond's disapproval but offered

oblivious to the tension between the two men, turned to her father. "We'll go downstairs to talk. You should get

Sebastian a glare that could have frozen him in place.

mental note he wouldn't forget

a jacket, and