The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 702

Chapter 702

Quentin had never expected Citrine to actually strike him. The sudden blow caught him completely off guard; pain shot through his arm, and he clutched it for a long moment, trying to recover.

By the time he looked up again, Citrine had already vanished.

A few days later, the staff at Citrine's detective agency reported that Jeanette and Theo had had a falling out, and now Jeanette had been booted from the Aldridge family home at Quentin's command.

After being thrown out, Jeanette tried desperately to reach Aline, calling again and again, but days passed with no luck, and the money in her pockets was running dangerously low.

When Citrine heard the news, she sat in her office, the corners of her lips curving into a faint, satisfied smile.

"Jeanette, from here on out, your life is about to become a living hell."

She put on some music-something upbeat-and popped open a bottle of red wine to celebrate.

A few minutes later, Carlotta knocked and entered the office.

Her tone was respectful. "Ms. Winters, is there anything you need?"

and fixed

to Crestwood's most notorious

paled slightly

most infamous den of vice was the Neon

the guise of 'business' to indulge themselves, treating the people inside as little

felt a sudden chill run down

well as anyone that Citrine's ruthlessness matched her uncanny business

than most of

that instant, Carlotta realized she was afraid. Afraid that one day, she might wind up

caught the flicker of fear in

guessing her thoughts, Citrine asked

out, "No...

just say so. I can help you find another job. With your experience,

a wave of regret

firing me?" she asked, disbelief coloring her

want. The

long sigh of relief,

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