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?

were up to her, she'd keep the

considered it seriously. The truth was, Sebastian hadn't been happy for years. He'd grown darker, more withdrawn,

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personality may be successful, but he's violent, disturbed, cold, and incapable of

Citrine, momentarily at a loss for words. She was right— Sebastian did despise

and clear. "If that's the case, wouldn't

went wide, his expression shifting rapidly. "No. Absolutely

unfazed by his resistance. Apparently, he wasn't

want Sebastian to be mentally healthy? His second

Phipps didn't hesitate. "No."

pressed on, "That's not the

his expression earnest. "Ms. Carmichael, whatever your price, I'm willing to pay

can't do that." Seeing he wouldn't budge, Citrine didn't waste any more time.

from Sebastian like I promised, I can't do that either. The money

frown deepened. Nothing was

she was backing out of their

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didn't even want to imagine what might happen if Sebastian's two- personalities

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