The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

After the operation ended, Citrine's cover was completely blown. The Archer family patriarch was furious, but there was nothing he could do about her now.

To make matters worse, the truth about Mirage Cay was exposed. The government abandoned the Archer family, and their reputation among the people of Magnolia plummeted overnight.

Vester had been planning this for a long time. Seizing the opportunity, he released damning evidence he'd collected-proof of The Archer Group's faulty products and falsified financial records.

At the same time, Vester's own company emerged from the shadows, and with the aura of a righteous whistleblower turning against his own family for the greater good, he quickly built up his firm's name and prestige.

In a single day, Vester went from the illegitimate son everyone in the Archer family looked down on, to the man in charge so much so that even his father now had to watch his tone around him.

That evening, Vester hosted a lavish dinner party.

Citrine knew exactly what he was up to: he wanted to use this chance to absorb all the Archer family's powerful former contacts and wring every last drop of benefit out of them. Still, she hadn't expected him to send invitations to her and Sebastian as well.

Vester had helped them, so after a quick discussion, Citrine and Sebastian decided they'd attend.

surrounded by three deep circles of guests, all

again dare call him a cripple or

had been. With the Archers' downfall, everyone looking

a cool composure, discreetly extending offers to the companies he

smile and play along. The once-glorious siblings were

had finally achieved everything he'd wanted, but somehow, he

the entrance, as if he

noticed with a knowing smile.

dimmed a little, and he replied, a hint of disappointment in his voice, "It's so late. I suppose she's

his mood, the butler

than expected. As soon as they presented their invitation at the door,

Citrine went straight to Vester to apologize. "Sorry we're late, we had a bit of trouble

"No need to apologize, Ms. Carmichael. I'm honored you're here

the head of Northriver Vermillion Vanguard. I must admit, I