The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 579

Theo clenched his fists so tightly his knuckles turned white. His voice was low and tense. "Citrine Carmichael, what did you just say?"

Citrine, utterly unimpressed, repeated herself as if Theo were hard of hearing. "I said, keep her far away from here. I don't want her dying in our research center. She's filthy."

Furious as he was, Theo held his tongue. Citrine was the most brilliant doctor in the research center he needed her help.

After a long, heavy silence, Theo tried a different approach. "Citrine Carmichael, I'm not asking you to save her for nothing. If you can bring her back, I'll pay you eight million dollars. What do you say?"

Eight million was a massive sum. Theo hoped that would be enough for Citrine to relent.

Citrine snorted. "Eight million. How generous of you, Mr. Glenwood."

Thinking she was dissatisfied, Theo upped the ante. "Ten million, then."

Citrine said nothing, just stared at him with a look that was almost amused, though a hint of mockery lingered in her eyes.

Theo gritted his teeth. "Twenty million."

Still, Citrine remained silent.

"Fifty million," he pressed.

indifference was maddening, and Theo's patience began to fray. "Just tell

with enough money. Citrine was a pragmatist-she'd fold eventually. He

look she gave him was one you'd give an

still wouldn't save Jeanette," she said coldly. "She's the daughter of a rapist.

Jeanette with open

voice echoing off the marble. "Everyone, come see this! This is the kind of doctor we have at the research center-someone who refuses to save a dying girl. She

the lobby turned

on, voice ringing with outrage. "It's a doctor's duty to save lives! Since when do doctors get

grew. As people learned the details, some began to voice their

That poor girl's at death's door, and these doctors just stand by.

of doctor refuses to treat a

white coats. "You wear that uniform—you should live up to

supposed to treat

wave of criticism from patients and their families, Citrine almost laughed out

a cold gaze over the crowd, disappointment

"Tell me, what exactly has the Medical Research Center done wrong? Was it a mistake to develop the new flu treatment? Was it wrong to set up a fund for patients in need? Or was it wrong to open our doors to flu patients on