The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 718

Chapter 718

Jeanette felt herself unravel, her heart sinking into cold despair.

Citrine wasn't the quiet, withdrawn girl who used to swallow every injustice in silence. The person standing here now was dangerous-unpredictable, even a little unhinged.

Before long, Monica rushed in, clutching a first aid kit. "Citrine, I found it!"

Citrine immediately strode over and popped the kit open, efficiently laying out antiseptic, bandages, and everything else she'd need.

When she'd set it all out, she turned to Gorman, who was still standing there in a daze. Her voice was sharp with impatience. "Well? Are you coming over or not?"

"Me?" Gorman seemed momentarily at a loss.

Citrine's brow furrowed. “Is there anyone else here who's injured?"

She honestly couldn't understand how someone as shrewd as Gorman could be so clueless. She even wondered how he'd managed to turn the G Group into such a powerhouse on his own.

Staring at his already-bandaged hand, Gorman blinked in surprise, then shuffled sheepishly toward Citrine, as if he couldn't quite believe she was tending to him.

Citrine didn't look at him-her focus was entirely on his hand.

"Give me your hand," she said quietly.

Gorman obediently held it out.

"I only stopped the bleeding earlier," Citrine explained as she unwound the bandage. "We need to clean this properly and re-wrap it to prevent infection." She dabbed his wound with antiseptic, staunched the blood, and then expertly dressed it again.

eyes off his sister, so lost in the moment he barely noticed when

Citrine spoke again that he

few days, keep it dry

expected her to care like this-not after

warmth spread through him.

he'd felt that kind of comfort-years since Citrine

police arrived soon

"Who called this in?"

stepped forward. "Officers, Jeanette just attacked someone with a

witnesses," he added.

frowned. "Which one is

was ashen as

So away, but Citrine

her. , that's Jeanette

there."

the police approached Jeanette and snapped

her away," the lead officer said

"It was Citrine Carmichael!

down," one of the officers warned, his

escort Jeanette

if I had a word with

officers exchanged glances, then

approached Jeanette. Leaning in close, she murmured softly into her ear, "Oh, by the way,

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