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The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 452

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“…”

Aline looked absolutely stricken, her face pale with anger as she shouted at Citrine, “You want us to confess? How is that any different from having those videos leaked to the public?”

Dick chimed in, his voice tight with frustration. “Exactly! Are you just messing with us?”

Citrine just shrugged, completely unfazed. “Honestly? There’s no real difference. Either way, your reputations are finished.”

She paused, putting on a mock-serious tone. “Well, if there’s any consolation, at least you won’t have to worry about those videos being traded around online. At least there’s a shred of dignity left.”

Aline exploded. “You… you’re a monster!” What was this nonsense supposed to mean?

Citrine didn’t even blink at the insult. Instead, she feigned disappointment. “If you’re not willing, then forget it.”

She moved to hang up.

That sent both Dick and Aline into a panic, but especially Aline. If those photos and videos got out, her daughter’s true identity would be exposed for the world to see, and any shred of respectability for her and her daughter would be destroyed.

Desperate, Aline snatched the phone and yelled, “Wait! Fine, I’ll do it!”

Then, almost pleading, she added, “But you have to promise the photos and videos will never show up online.”

On the other end, Citrine couldn’t help but let out a light, mocking laugh. “Aline, do you really think you’re in any position to bargain with me?”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Aline’s face went ghostly white.

Citrine’s voice was icy. “I’ll decide if your confession is good enough. If I’m satisfied, I might just wipe every copy of those files. If not—well, you know what happens.”

With that, Citrine hung up.

As soon as the call ended, she broke into a grin. “Idiots. Both of them.”

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