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.

and Theo's patience

couldn't be solved with enough money. Citrine was a pragmatist-she'd fold eventually.

look she gave him was

still wouldn't save Jeanette," she said coldly. "She's

glanced at Jeanette with

lobby, his voice echoing off the marble. "Everyone, come see this! This is the

lobby

to save lives! Since when do doctors get

learned the details, some began to voice their

are supposed to help people. That poor girl's at death's door, and these doctors just stand by. How

kind of doctor refuses to treat a

white coats. "You wear that uniform—you should

supposed to treat

growing wave of criticism from patients and their families, Citrine

cold gaze

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 such a large