The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 751

Western Isles Resort & Spa.

That morning, the company staff gathered for breakfast, but neither Citrine nor Sebastian Vesper was anywhere to be seen.

Someone finally turned to Carlotta Yarbrough. "Carlotta, have you seen President Carmichael or Mr. Vesper since last night? They didn't come down this morning either."

Carlotta had already found their absence strange. Hearing the question, she frowned slightly and offered a guess.

"Maybe they're still asleep."

She pulled her phone from her pocket and dialed Citrine's number.

A moment later, an icy automated message played: "Sorry, the number you are trying to reach is currently unavailable."

Carlotta's frown deepened. She glanced around at the others and asked, "Does anyone have Mr. Vesper's number?"

Everyone shook their heads.

After a while, someone tried to reassure her. "Don't worry, Carlotta. Since neither President Carmichael nor Mr. Vesper is here, they're probably together. With Mr. Vesper around, I'm sure nothing's wrong."

Carlotta let out a breath, comforted for now.

Still, after breakfast, she decided to check if the two were in their rooms.

Quentin Aldridge standing nearby. Hastings leaned against the door frame, cigarette in hand, his expression unreadable. Quentin was glued to his phone, but his

how much Citrine disliked these two, so she didn't bother hiding her annoyance

are you two doing loitering

eyes flickered with recognition-he'd seen Carlotta before; she was Citrine's

here last

door since the afternoon, but there'd been no sign

worried, had decided to wait all night. Quentin

shot them a glance and said coolly, "Citrine's still resting. You should both leave. She definitely won't want

you sure she's still in there?" Quentin's

hadn't glimpsed even a shadow of Citrine. Knocking on her door-nothing. Even Sebastian's room

her. Remembering the unanswered call, she felt a knot of worry tighten in

one

latched onto her

and Sebastian have been

didn't respond. Instead, she strode to Citrine's door and pressed the

moment-no answer. She knocked

rapped sharply on Sebastian's

they have gone? Did something happen?" Hastings and Quentin exchanged uneasy looks, their

didn't wait for an answer-she hurried off down

Quentin immediately