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."

clearly annoyed. "What's so great about her, anyway? Is she really

nodded without

then added, "If she wasn't, you wouldn't talk

genuinely dislike. Yet lately, you can't stop mentioning Citrine. Tell me honestly— are you really just holding a grudge

Quentin pressed his lips into a

yet, as much as he claimed to hate her, he always found himself looking forward to their

him out,

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

"Quentin, there's plenty I'd give up

about Citrine, but the words stuck in his

Theo continued, "Quentin, haven't you always wanted to know who it was that

widened and his jaw clenched.

Theo nodded.

grudge was impossible to forget.

did