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.

reached Citrine's door, she spotted Hastings Cooper and Quentin Aldridge standing nearby. Hastings leaned against the door frame, cigarette in hand, his expression unreadable. Quentin was glued to his

how much Citrine disliked these two, so she

doing

eyes flickered with recognition-he'd seen Carlotta before;

Citrine here

had been waiting outside her door since the afternoon, but there'd been no sign of her. Even knocking had gotten no

wait all night. Quentin had reluctantly kept

a glance and said coolly, "Citrine's still resting. You should both leave. She

there?" Quentin's eyes widened as if

outside since yesterday afternoon and hadn't glimpsed even a shadow of Citrine. Knocking on her

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

one

onto

Citrine and Sebastian have been together

to Citrine's door and pressed

answer. She knocked hard, but

door and rapped sharply on Sebastian's door as well.

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

them." Carlotta didn't wait for

Quentin