The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 688

Chapter 688

Citrine stared at him, stunned by the force of his reaction-she truly hadn't expected it.

Their eyes met, and for a moment, both fell silent.

Sebastian swallowed, breaking the tension first. "Either way, I'm not leaving. We agreed before I joined CICI-you can't fire me."

With that, he all but bolted from the room, not giving Citrine a chance to reply.

She watched his retreating figure, a mixture of exasperation and helplessness welling up inside her.

Whenever she wasn't teaching, she'd usually drop by the office, but these past few days, Sebastian had seemed to be avoiding her entirely, almost as if he were deliberately keeping his distance since the incident.

Friday night arrived.

A handful of Crestwood's most prominent business leaders had invited Citrine and Sebastian to dinner.

Normally, Citrine had little patience for these tedious social gatherings, but when she saw the guest list, she hesitated-then changed her mind.

It was, in a sense, a private affair, so they'd chosen the city's most exclusive club for the meeting.

the private lounge,

Barrett stood up at once, a polite smile on his face as

a seat," he said with a tone that

even bother to meet his eyes. In front of everyone, she brushed past

slighted, shot to his feet, anger

her life had hung in the balance, and now it all

this time, Citrine Carmichael was still

at Citrine, Neville's heart skipped a beat. He shot Quentin a furious glare, his

"Quentin, sit down."

but with his father's voice so stern, he could only grit his teeth and

out a sharp

then,

his seat, Citrine looked straight at

sharp, leaving no room for

to the end

gaped at

him, turning instead to Neville with a cold, almost mocking smile. "President Barrett, your son could use some lessons in manners. Frankly, I worry about the Aldridge

words was

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