The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 597

Talbot looked down at the group-not angry, but almost amused.

He let out a low chuckle. "You Carmichaels really are sentimental. Even when your own lives are hanging by a thread, you're more worried about that girl, Citrine Carmichael, than yourselves."

Raymond's brows drew together in a scowl as he glared at Talbot. “Talbot, if you've got the guts, kill me. But going after Citrine-a child-what does that prove? She's never done you any harm."

"No harm?" Talbot shot him a look of disbelief, as though Raymond had just cracked a joke. He paused, a wild glint flickering in his eyes. "If it weren't for Citrine Carmichael, the Glenwood family wouldn't have fallen. I wouldn't be here, ruined." His voice trembled with barely suppressed rage.

He gave a cold snort, sweeping his gaze over them. "I bet you still don't know, do you? Citrine Carmichael is the mysterious chairwoman behind Crestwood Medical Research Center. Every bit of dirt about the Glenwood family that's hit the internet came straight from her. She's been targeting us from the very beginning."

Hatred flashed in Talbot's eyes. "A little girl-calculating every step, and she's managed to push us this far. I can't help but admire her, in a way."

Crestwood Medical Research Center?

stared at him in disbelief. "Citrine

gave a short, bitter laugh. "Citrine Carmichael hid it well-not even

Carmichaels' faces

the recent flood of scandals online. As the

wrong people at Crestwood Medical. It never occurred to them that Citrine herself was the one pulling the strings,

knew what Citrine was capable of. If Talbot said it was her, it had

business, shot back without thinking. "So what if Citrine's the chairwoman? That doesn't prove she's

open contempt. "Your family's done more than enough to make enemies. Maybe you finally pushed someone too far-maybe you had it

Talbot's glare could have cut glass, but when that wasn't enough, he strode over and kicked Travis

the ground, but his eyes were wild-like a young wolf

Citrine had no choice but to climb

the weather outside was bitterly cold, by the time she'd reached the upper floors, sweat beaded at her brow and she felt her body grow warm

to catch her breath, ready to press on, when Theo emerged