The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 592

"What did you just say?" Theo's face drained of color-never in his life had he been humiliated like this.

"Nothing." Citrine shot him a look, the smile vanishing from her lips as quickly as it had appeared.

She glanced at her watch and smiled, composed. "It's getting late. I should go."

With that, Citrine turned on her heel and started to walk away.

"I'll kneel." Watching her retreating figure, Theo's eyes flickered with conflict. His voice, cold and desperate, stopped her in her tracks.

Without another word, the Crestwood heir dropped to his knees with a dull thud. When Citrine turned back, this was the sight that greeted her.

"What... what are you doing? I never asked you to kneel." She feigned shock, covering her mouth as if she'd just witnessed something scandalous.

Theo's complexion shifted between red and white as the truth dawned on him. If he couldn't see now that Citrine was playing him for a fool, he really was an idiot.

But having come this far, Theo couldn't back down.

He lowered his head, voice trembling with humiliation. "Citrine Carmichael, just tell me-what do you want? Whatever it takes, if you'll just spare the Glenwood family, I'll do it."

once marked the Glenwood heir was gone; all that remained was hollow

a fleeting moment, Citrine's eyes sparkled with a

I have to say, I really

response, Citrine reached into her pocket, pulled out her phone, and switched on the camera, pointing it

your mind. What do you think you're doing?" Theo's face went deathly pale. Fury edged his voice

and unbothered. "A moment this priceless? Of course

photo after photo, completely ignoring his

the screen and smirked. "Not bad. The golden boy,

world had collapsed around him. He'd never realized

only smiled at the insult and stepped

until she stood right before him, then slowly

felt her hand suddenly clamp around

by inch, until there were barely two inches of air

slammed against his ribs. He could feel his

a bucket of ice water, Citrine's next words drenched

low and venomous. "Did you just call me a

were