The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 432

Hilda fixed the man with an icy stare, her voice razor-sharp. “And just who do you think you are?”

Her daughter could sit wherever she pleased. If Citrine wanted to take the CEO’s chair, Hilda would help her climb right up there, and applaud for good measure.

Raymond’s expression darkened as well. He gave a cold snort and looked the man up and down. “You think you have the right to talk about my daughter?”

“My daughter is the CEO of CICI Group. She has every right to sit there.”

Harden was visibly trembling, cowed by their presence. When Raymond revealed the girl was his daughter, panic flashed across Harden’s face, and immediate regret followed.

He stammered out an apology, “I’m sorry, Mr. Saunders. I’m sorry, Mr. Carmichael. I spoke out of turn.”

As for Raymond’s last statement, Harden deliberately pretended not to hear.

Once Harden scurried off, Talbot approached from across the room, his assistant trailing behind him.

Talbot wasn’t intimidated by Hilda in the slightest, and as for Raymond—he was new to Crestwood, so Talbot dismissed him entirely.

He stopped in front of Citrine, his smile all teeth and no warmth. “Ms. Carmichael. We meet again.”

Citrine regarded him in silence, her eyes narrowing just a fraction. Inwardly, she cursed the old man.

Oblivious to Citrine’s silent insults, Talbot continued, “I thought you were just stubborn and headstrong, Ms. Carmichael, but I didn’t expect you’d stoop so low.”

He spoke loudly, making sure everyone around heard him.

The Glenwood family was the most powerful in Crestwood, with unmatched influence in the business world—and their private network was notorious. The moment Talbot spoke, a few eager CEOs hoping to curry favor with the Glenwoods jumped in to back him up.

“That’s right, young lady—you’ve got plenty of nerve, but you really don’t know your place. Do you even realize whose seat that is?”

“The CEO’s chair isn’t for just anyone.”