The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 710

He glanced at the girl wearing a surgical mask and asked, "When will your chairman be arriving?"

Citrine didn't answer right away. Instead, she walked over, took a seat across from him, and introduced herself. "Mr. Gorman, it's nice to meet you. I'm Citrine Carmichael."

She'd caught a cold last night after getting chilled and, not wanting to infect anyone, had no choice but to show up with a mask covering her face.

"You're Citrine Carmichael?" Gorman sounded genuinely surprised.

"Yes," she replied with a slight nod, her voice hoarse.

She looked Gorman in the eye. "So, are you here today to discuss business, Mr. Gorman, or is this about Jeanette?"

Gorman's expression remained icy, his demeanor less than friendly. Citrine guessed, with little doubt, that this was about Jeanette.

Sure enough, he didn't hesitate. "I heard President Carmichael showed up at my house yesterday and bullied someone." His tone was sharp, every word edged in accusation.

"So Jeanette ran straight to you to complain, huh?" Citrine wasn't surprised. If there was one thing Jeanette excelled at, it was twisting the truth to suit herself.

firmer, more insistent. "President Carmichael, you went after someone under my

have in mind?" To this

"An apology. And compensation

a bank?" Citrine almost laughed in disbelief, wondering if she'd

to rip it straight out of her

eyes. "President Carmichael, not just anyone gets to cross my people and walk away. Since you

let out a derisive laugh. "And

smile. "Then you deal with the

stood up, fixing

a serious stare. "I hear your CICI Group and Viridis

partnerships with us-the G Group.

was unmistakable,

darkened, bit by

like this before. If there was one thing Citrine

silence for a moment, then shot back, "Mr. Gorman, are you really so sure that CICI Group and Viridis Medical Institute

lips twitched in a hint of a smile

All I know is