The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 719

After Jeanette was taken away, Herschel's birthday banquet carried on as if nothing had happened.

Despite the unpleasant scene Jeanette caused earlier, Citrine couldn't help but feel a flicker of satisfaction at the thought that Jeanette would probably be stuck in a holding cell for quite a while.

Just then, Citrine's phone buzzed.

She glanced at the screen. The caller ID showed it was from the Federated States of Magnolia.

With a calm expression, she pressed the answer button.

A low, gruff voice came through. "Boss, Aline's a coward. The minute she got in, she managed to piss off the warden. Now those people are torturing her—she's barely hanging on."

Citrine watched the guests in the banquet hall, laughing and clinking glasses, her tone casual as she replied, "Barely hanging on is good enough. As long as she's not dead, I don't care."

As she spoke, an idea occurred to her. Lowering her voice, she added, "Tell Aline her precious daughter's been arrested."

Without waiting for a response, Citrine hung up.

some powerful, wealthy man into getting her out. By letting Aline know her daughter was behind bars, Citrine had just crushed the last sliver of hope she

wasn't

glass of wine from a passing waiter and slipped out to the balcony to

made her feel more at ease than she

hall, the Saunders family was berating Gorman, with Herschel's voice rising above

jerk overseas was the one giving Citrine's company trouble, but it was you all along! What were you

a punch, so Inez quickly stepped in to

guilt twisting in his gut. "I honestly thought you'd just found

known she was really back, he would've come home right away. He never would've let things get so bad between him and Citrine. Now, regret

again and I'll teach you a lesson you won't forget!" Herschel shot him a

on, Grandpa. I'm nearly thirty. Can you stop threatening to beat me up every time you're mad?"

muttering,

tough life,

already agreed

her time between both families. I'm warning you-if this mess makes her real father hold it against us, you'd better pack your bags and

anger was