The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 700

Kali stormed out in tears, her anger barely contained.

Now only Theo and Quentin remained in the room.

Quentin's gaze lingered on Theo, dark and conflicted. "Theo, you used to dote on Kali. How could you say something like that to her just now?"

He frowned, then hesitated before continuing, "Theo, do you... like Citrine Carmichael? When did that start?" He remembered how much Theo used to despise Citrine.

At the mention of Citrine, a flicker of warmth finally appeared in Theo's eyes. He spoke softly, "I love her. I have for a very, very long time."

He'd been hopelessly in love with her-even in another life.

For reasons Quentin couldn't quite put his finger on, irritation flared in his chest. He didn't understand why, but hearing Theo say those words made his blood boil.

"It was bad enough when Hastings lost his head over that toxic woman," Quentin snapped. "But now you too? Have you fallen under her spell as well?"

Theo's expression hardened; he hated when people spoke ill of Citrine. "She's not toxic," he shot back. "She's the kindest girl in the world."

"What's so great about her, anyway? Is she

without hesitation.

she wasn't, you wouldn't talk

mentioning Citrine. Tell me honestly— are you really just holding a grudge over that punishment

lips into a thin line and

Citrine, she drove him up the wall. And yet, as much as he claimed to hate her, he always found himself looking forward to

that Theo had called him out,

back on his argument with Kali earlier, Quentin's gaze darkened. Could it

dwell on it, Theo spoke again. "Quentin, there's plenty I'd give up for you. But not Citrine. She's

he didn't care about

"Quentin, haven't you always wanted to know who it

eyes widened and his jaw clenched. "You found out who that

Theo nodded.

impossible to forget. Quentin

did