The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 733

Citrine was just about to speak when Sebastian suddenly leaned in, his handsome face coming so close she could see every gentle line of his expression. His gaze softened to something almost unbearably tender.

"Are you really willing to miss out on this?"

Citrine had already been wavering-she did want to see the show. Hearing Sebastian's low voice made up her mind. "Alright, let's go."

Sebastian's lips curled in a satisfied little smile.

Together, they headed down to the beach.

By now, the shoreline had been transformed. A stage stood beneath strings of lights, pulsing with the beat of a DJ who had everyone's adrenaline running high. Up onstage, beautiful men and women moved their hips to the music, their silhouettes alive with energy. Down below, tourists—some standing, some lounging on the sand-sang along and danced, every now and then shouting and laughing with pure delight. The whole place buzzed with excitement.

In this kind of atmosphere, it was impossible to remember anything sad.

Citrine and Sebastian found a spot to sit, ordering a few drinks so they could both catch a pleasant buzz-after all, it just wouldn't feel right to soak up this scene without a little alcohol.

Citrine ordered four bottles, intending for them to each have two. But somehow, she ended up downing three of them herself, leaving Sebastian with just one.

wasn't enough. Smiling,

"One more, please!"

at her flushed cheeks, his expression shifting with concern. "You're already this drunk, and you still

fresh bottle. But just as her fingers brushed the glass, a strong, steady hand

that's enough," Sebastian

server and shook his head. "No more drinks for her, thanks. She's

you let me have another?" Citrine protested, her

seat, his voice low and coaxing. "You're already

affectionately. “Come on,

listen," Citrine muttered, her head lolling,

Sebastian couldn't hold back a quiet laugh. "You're actually

a commotion rippled through the crowd at

to see a man down on one knee, facing a girl a few feet away. The girl was covering her face, clearly overwhelmed, stumbling back as

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on his knee grew anxious as she retreated. He called out,