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The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 430

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This gathering was a golden opportunity—anyone who knew how to seize the moment could make powerful connections and gain access to invaluable resources, propelling their company to new heights, maybe even vaulting themselves into an entirely new social class.

Both mid-level executives and top brass had been looking forward to this evening’s gala for weeks.

Citrine had arranged for her evening gown to be tailored well in advance.

That night, she arrived at the venue with Carlotta Yarbrough by her side.

Citrine’s goal tonight was simple: make an impression and quietly assess the room for promising business partners.

She wore a chic black cocktail dress, a bespoke necklace draped elegantly around her neck. Her hair was swept up in a graceful chignon, exposing the smooth lines of her face, and her makeup was subtle yet sophisticated—cool, refined, and commanding attention.

The moment she stepped inside, all eyes turned to her.

Business leaders and heirs alike couldn’t help but glance her way.

“Which family’s heiress is that? I’ve never seen her before, but she’s stunning.”

“No idea. Maybe the daughter of a small business owner?”

“She looks so poised, but honestly, she seems awfully young. If her family’s already bringing her to events like this, she must be seriously doted on.”

Citrine ignored the whispers, guiding Carlotta to a quiet lounge area where they could sit for a while.

They had barely settled in when someone called out from across the room.

“Citrine.”

A familiar voice. Some of the reserve faded from Citrine’s eyes as she turned, puzzled, in the direction of the sound.

Raymond, dressed in a crisp suit, was approaching, a flicker of surprise and genuine delight crossing his face.

“Citrine? What are you doing here?”

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