The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 246

The way Elbert looked at her made Citrine uncomfortable. She frowned, kept her distance, and stayed a yard away, her gaze cool and steady.

She skipped the pleasantries and got straight to the point. “Elbert, what did Phelps want in exchange for getting Vitaflux for you?”

“What do you mean, ‘in exchange’? He’s my son. It’s only natural he’d help me get the medicine.” Elbert avoided her gaze, a flicker of guilt in his eyes as he lay back down on the bed.

Since he clearly wasn’t going to answer, Citrine didn’t push. Instead, she sat down on the armchair, lazily cracking open some sunflower seeds from the bowl on the coffee table. “You know, Elbert, I know exactly where your mistress and your illegitimate son are living.”

His face changed instantly. He shot up in bed, voice trembling. “How—how do you know that?”

Citrine didn’t answer. She scanned him up and down, a faint, mocking smile on her lips. “You seem pretty spry for someone who’s supposed to be sick. Are you faking it?”

Elbert flushed, cheeks turning red. Whether from anger or embarrassment, it was hard to say. “What are you talking about?”

She watched him squirm for a moment, then continued, “If you don’t want to talk, I’ll just have to go ask them myself. And if the media gets wind of it, well, I can’t guarantee what might end up in the tabloids.”

With that, Citrine made as if to leave.

Panic flashed across Elbert’s face. He called out, “Wait, don’t go!”

She kept moving, and Elbert started coughing in agitation. “Fine, fine, I’ll tell you. Happy now?”

Citrine stopped and sat back down, calm and collected. “Go on.”

Elbert let out a long sigh. “I’ve got something on Truman.”

“What kind of something?” Citrine’s tone was flat.