The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 729

"Oh my god, that's so sweet. I just want to fall in love already."

"Does anyone actually know what's really going on between the Chairman and Mr. Vesper? Are they dating or not?"

The chattering only stopped when the two of them walked over.

"President Carmichael, Mr. Vesper, you made it!"

It was clear the company's younger staff had gone all out for the beach day: the women lounged in bikinis, the guys wore nothing but swim trunks, their bare chests catching the sun.

But Citrine and Sebastian were in a league of their own. She had a beach wrap draped over her shoulders, and he wore a simple t-shirt, the two of them standing out all the more as a pair.

Of course, no one dared say that aloud-those thoughts stayed firmly in everyone's heads.

Someone piped up, "Mr. Vesper, why don't you come surfing with us?"

Sebastian shot Citrine a quick, unreadable look, then nodded. "Sure, I'm in.”

The group made their way down to the sand. Citrine shrugged off her wrap as soon as they reached the shore.

She revealed a pale blue bikini that made her skin look even more luminous. All eyes immediately landed on her.

"She's so fair-skinned..."

"Look at that waist. I mean, how is that even possible?"

those legs-so long and slim. Not an

"Her back's so delicate..."

she's gorgeous. I

...

a few of the

didn't seem to notice, but Sebastian-standing a little apart-took in every detail, his gaze

to wrap her up, to shield her from all those

of course, he couldn't do a thing about

to Citrine, "President Carmichael, should we book a lesson for

came from pretty average backgrounds. Surfing wasn't exactly a regular pastime, so almost everyone

"No need. I'm certified-I can handle

group drifted off, leaving only Citrine

glanced at him, puzzled. "You're not

"No, I'm

to surf on his own, Citrine didn't

grab their surfboards, and as

seriousness. "Will you

You don't know how?" Citrine stared at him,

Sebastian shook his head.

down, she walked over to the

handed him the vest.

slipped it over his