The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Vester witnessed the whole scene and, in the end, had someone tell the boy his holiday request was approved. As if that weren't enough, he even gave the boy a generous sum as a gesture of goodwill, signing it under his own name.

Such kindness wasn't something you'd expect from someone with his background. Citrine believed he was nothing like his father.

And clearly, she'd bet on the right person.

A sudden smile broke across Vester's face.

He didn't press Citrine for details; instead, he got straight to the point. "Alright, what do you want me to help you with?"

Citrine answered him seriously. "I want the names of everyone overseas who was involved in the dirty business on Mirage Cay-and what part they played."

She paused for a moment, then added, "And beyond that, I need evidence of Mr. Archer's involvement in the Mirage Cay incident. Proof of his crimes."

Her words were direct and unwavering. When she finished, she fixed her gaze on Vester, waiting for his response.

her to be so forthright. He regarded her with a flicker of admiration

away. Instead, he pulled out his phone and called

he

the Archer family's

subtle nod, signaling him to hand

Vester said. "I think you'll find what

grave as she took the

each page.

the very first day I ended up in Darius Archers care, I wanted payback. When I was sixteen, I stumbled across what was happening on Mirage Cay. From that moment, I started collecting evidence of his crimes, hoping to use it to destroy him-and the

Citrine. "You saved my life. I promised you-everything

other people involved. But when it comes to Darius Archer, my evidence isn't complete. You'll probably need to find more on your

with genuine gratitude. "Thank you. This will help us a lot. You've done

face. Until now, her smiles always stopped short of her eyes. For a moment, he found himself staring,

caught up in her own happiness, didn't notice his gaze. But Sebastian, who'd sat silently beside her