The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 631

That dream had haunted him countless times-those tender moments with Citrine, the closeness they once shared.

He remembered it all so vividly: how they met, how they slowly got to know each other, how love took root and grew. Ten years together, from her eighteenth birthday until she turned twenty-eight. A whole decade of memories, all starting with a reckless bet.

It was her eighteenth birthday—a grand affair thrown by the Iversons, and Jeanette, the younger Iverson daughter, had spared no effort to look her best. She was at the center of it all, basking in the adoration of friends and family, her face glowing with happiness.

But then, the eldest Iverson daughter entered the room, and in that instant, all eyes shifted. Just by standing there, Citrine stole the spotlight from Jeanette, making the birthday girl look utterly ordinary.

Theo and his friends couldn't help but stare at Citrine.

"Wow, the Iversons' eldest is stunning," one of them whispered, unable to hide his awe. “She makes the younger one look like a backyard sparrow."

"Honestly, next to her, Jeanette just fades into the background," another chimed in.

"I rarely see the older Iverson girl at these parties," a third mused. "Jeanette's always the one attending events with Mr. Iverson."

"Don't you know?" someone added in a lower voice. "She may have the looks, but the word is she's a real piece of work. She's adopted, too."

She's always been jealous of Jeanette-the

femme fatale,"

a little longer, unable to deny the effect

interest, gave him a sly grin. "Theo, don't tell me you've got your eye on the

would answer. With a crooked smile, he

accepted, not someone who'd ever be welcomed into a family like the Glenwoods. That was just

she's got quite the attitude. Turns her nose up at everyone. A few guys from our circle already

up with a new idea. "How

fall for you, I'll give you a bigger cut in our

eldest, standing

over a girl like her? Child's

and, in full view of

beauty was even more striking up close. As their eyes met, Theo actually felt his

dance?" he

Without a word, she turned and walked away, leaving him standing awkwardly

hadn't expected rejection—certainly not outright dismissal. Being ignored like that felt worse than any "no," and he could feel his face