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.

worried he didn't stop to consider his actions-he just rang the bell.

"Who are you?" he demanded, eyeing the stranger

sir. I'm a friend of Citrine's. I saw

when did Citrine have

eyes, giving Sebastian

appeared in the hallway, drawn

saw

softened. "Sorry I just saw everything online. I wanted to make sure

father as she introduced them. "This is

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

picked up on Raymond's disapproval but offered a polite

two men, turned to her father. "We'll go downstairs to talk. You should

Sebastian a glare that could have frozen him in place. "Alright," he said

made a mental note he wouldn't

jacket, and the two of