The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 796

Sebastian's heart leapt into his throat, and in the end, he couldn't hold back-he rushed forward.

He knew, deep down, that Citrine would never say yes to Vester. But standing there, watching the person he loved being confessed to by someone else, all reason flew out the window.

At that very moment, Citrine was about to turn Vester down.

That was when Sebastian strode over.

Before Citrine could even react, he stepped between her and Vester, blocking her view.

Facing Citrine, Sebastian positioned himself squarely between her and Vester, shielding her. His eyes were lowered, his gaze gentle. "Citrine, it's getting late. We should head out."

Citrine glanced at her phone-he was right, it was late.

She was just about to say goodbye to Vester when a cold voice sounded behind her.

"Mr. Vesper, why are you in such a hurry? Are you afraid Ms. Carmichael will accept my proposal?"

Sebastian turned, and all pretense of politeness vanished from his expression. "And what makes you so sure she would?"

His tone was edged with mockery. "You may have broken with your father, but do you really think your father, your brother, and your little sister will just let it go? Can you guarantee they'll never come after you?"

Vester said nothing.

gave a thin smile. "See? You can't even sort out your own family. Yet you expect her to give up everyone she loves and move halfway across the world for you? Have you

face darkened. He had no retort-he had to admit, Sebastian was right. He hadn't

stood locked in a silent standoff. The

Vester, thank you for your feelings. But

help these past few weeks, but it's late—we'll be

that, Citrine took Sebastian's hand, and together they

away, struggling to process what had just

leaving the party, Citrine planned to

quickly made their way to the

they didn't notice was that, not far behind, several other cars pulled

a stoplight and she sensed

think

Sebastian checked the rearview

his eyes

than

guys

working for the

family."

Mirage Cay operation was like cutting off his lifeline.

be furious—he's