The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 708

Now Citrine had no doubts-Jeanette was clearly involved in this mess.

But what baffled Citrine was that her own investigation had shown Gorman wasn't the type to get entangled with women. He was all business, a textbook corporate shark who always put his company's interests first.

CICI Group was a powerhouse, the ideal partner for The G Group. Why would Gorman throw away a long and profitable partnership just because of Jeanette? What was he really after?

After weighing her options, Citrine decided she had to visit Gorman's home in person.

The deal was worth a billion dollars-no one could shrug off a loss like that. Even if she could barely stand Jeanette, Citrine wasn't about to let a grudge cost her that much. She'd swallow her pride, just this once.

A few minutes later, Citrine and Carlotta arrived at Gorman's house, contracts in hand.

They rang the doorbell and waited. Eventually, a housekeeper answered.

Carlotta offered a polite smile. “Good morning. We're from CICI Group. We'd like to see Mr. Gorman."

The housekeeper's eyes flickered with recognition and a hint of apology. "I'm sorry, sir is out at the moment. He should be back this afternoon. If you don't mind waiting, please come in."

Carlotta exchanged a glance

the housekeeper showed them to the living room and served them tea, treating them

was abroad. Anyone coming to his home

of shopping bags. She stopped short when

Jeanette's voice was sharp,

refusing to even

on the housekeeper. "What's going on? Who

are from CICI Group. They're here to discuss business with Mr. Gorman. I invited them

Business.

at Citrine and Carlotta. If they'd come themselves, they must really need something-this

suppress a

end up like this, did you? So what if you're the president of CICI Group? Even you have to come

"Since Mr. Gorman isn't home, you really shouldn't just let in random strays off the street. This is a brand-new sofa he е bought-imagine how disgusting it'll be if

hesitated, obviously uncomfortable. "Ms. Iverson, when Mr. Gorman lived

he always

business