The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 682

Seeing how much authority Citrine had just handed him, Sebastian couldn't help but chuckle. "You trust me this much? Aren't you worried I'll learn CICI Group's secrets and stab you in the back?"

Citrine's heart skipped a beat at his words. She glared at him, indignant. "You wouldn't dare."

At that moment, she looked just like a bristling kitten, suddenly wary, seriously considering the possibility for the first time. Was bringing Sebastian into CICI Group really the right decision? She found herself eyeing him with a new hint of suspicion.

Sebastian found her expression adorable, so he kept teasing. "If I really did betray you, what would you do?"

What would she do? Killing him was out of the question-absolutely not. Maybe hire someone to rough him up? But Sebastian looked so fragile that he'd probably get seriously hurt. That wouldn't do either.

Citrine pondered the problem with grave seriousness, but no solution came to mind.

Sebastian couldn't help laughing at the way she was racking her brain so hard.

He reached out and ruffled her hair, his tone tender. "Want me to help you come up with something?"

Citrine looked at him intently, waiting. He said, "If I ever betray Citrine, let me never wake up again. That's how I'll pay for it."

words unsettled her for reasons she couldn't name. She frowned. "Alright, that's enough. Who talks

low laugh. "You really do trust

do trust him. But

head again. "Since you trust me like

her lips, shoving his hand off her head. "You're forgetting your place. We're at work, and I'm

was

his stomach. It took him a while to recover. "Alright, you're the

gave a little huff,

fired up another round of her

hadn't satisfied her at all-she needed to

teammates

for another game when a sudden commotion outside her office

first, Citrine ignored it, but the noise only grew louder and harder

and went to the

people, voices overlapping in a cacophony reminiscent of a weekend farmer's market