The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 810

Phipps didn't give it a second thought. Citrine was a businesswoman, and business was all about profit; as long as the price was right, she'd agree to anything.

But he was proven wrong almost immediately.

Citrine didn't respond. She met Phipps' gaze head-on. “Mr. Jeff, I've heard about the unusual relationship you have with Sebastian. You may be his butler, but you're also one of the few people he actually trusts. Is it true? Do you really want to destroy his second personality?"

Phipps's pupils contracted slightly, a flicker of hesitation passing through his eyes. But he steeled himself almost instantly.

His voice was firm, conviction already settled in his heart. "I've watched Seb grow up since he was a child. I have to do this-for his sake."

"Ms. Carmichael, name your terms."

Citrine's eyes were unreadable; Phipps couldn't tell what she was thinking.

He waited in silence, the seconds stretching out, until at last she spoke.

"Mr. Jeff, do you really think Sebastian's true self is happy?"

In the past, Sebastian had been almost irrelevant to her. But after all the time they'd spent together, a bond of trust had formed between them. She couldn't bring herself to do anything that might hurt him.

And now, she realized, she had her own reasons-a selfish impulse she couldn't ignore.

Why did it have to be the second personality that needed to die? Why not the original?

to her, she'd

truth was, Sebastian hadn't been happy for

he mulled over Citrine's words, he suddenly realized there was a hidden meaning behind them.

you getting

I know, his primary personality may be successful, but he's violent, disturbed, cold, and incapable of real empathy. Someone like that can't possibly be happy-he probably can't even stand

at a loss for words. She was right— Sebastian

cut through the air, icy and clear. "If that's the case, wouldn't it be better to destroy

wide, his expression shifting rapidly. "No.

arched an eyebrow, unfazed by his resistance. Apparently, he wasn't as easy to

tried again. "Don't you want Sebastian to be mentally healthy? His second personality is the

Phipps didn't hesitate. "No."

on, "That's

earnest. "Ms. Carmichael, whatever your price, I'm willing

budge, Citrine didn't waste any more time. Her refusal

that either. The money you mentioned—I'll

was going the way he'd

to operate on Sebastian, she was backing out of their

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to imagine what might

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they try to