The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 300

Citrine smiled lightly. “I’m not worried. He won’t be coming after me again.”

She turned to Ingrid. “Hey, Ingrid, did you get the whole thing on video for me?”

Ingrid nodded. “Don’t worry, I recorded everything just like you asked.”

Ever since he’d lost to Citrine, Hastings had sat at his spot with a stormy look, silent and brooding. He stayed that way until the evening activities wrapped up and everyone was dismissed. Only then did he finally leave.

Hastings had barely disappeared down the hallway when Citrine quietly followed.

“Mr. Cooper,” she called, waiting until they were alone in a deserted corridor.

Hastings, who’d just sunk onto a bench, looked up in surprise. He hadn’t expected Citrine to come after him, and he stared at her warily. “Why are you following me?”

Citrine approached with an easy smile and sat down beside him. She tilted her head, her lips curling with a hint of mischief. “Mr. Cooper, care to explain why you spent the whole day picking on me?”

He froze, caught off guard. For a long moment, he said nothing.

Citrine didn’t seem bothered by his silence. She simply watched him, calm and patient. “Is it because of Kali?”

At that, Hastings’ eyes widened as if she’d struck a nerve. “What—what the hell are you talking about?”

Citrine couldn’t help but laugh at his reaction—a sharp, amused sound. “Protective, aren’t you? You really are her loyal puppy.”

Gone was the sweet, harmless girl everyone knew from the group. In this moment, Citrine’s presence was magnetic, dangerous—a mystery with an edge that sent a chill down his spine.