The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 453

The moment the two of them posted on Instagram, it blew up—shared and liked by thousands in a matter of minutes.

The comments section was a warzone.

“No wonder there’s been so much hate against CICI Group’s new skincare line. Turns out CICI Group’s just stepped on Glenwood Group’s toes.”

“Classic. An old company can’t handle a bit of competition, so they resort to dirty tricks. Instead of focusing on their own products, they’re out there sabotaging others. What a bunch of scumbags.”

“No surprise Glenwood Group’s been circling the drain for years. Ever since their Titan Showdown game went viral, and their pharma division had that brief moment of glory, they haven’t had a single real hit. Now even their pharma side is falling apart. At this rate, they’ll be bankrupt soon.”

“I used to think Glenwood was reliable and good value. Guess I was blind. After trying CICI Group’s stuff, I finally understand what quality means. Before that, I mistook garbage for gourmet.”

“That Glenwood regional president and his wife—perfect match, both utterly vile.”

“It’s disgusting. Abusing their power to exploit young actresses, then pretending to ‘make amends’ with charity donations? Makes me sick.”

“I hope they catch something nasty.”

“They’d be doing the world a favor if they just disappeared.”

. . .

They’d thought their massive $250 million donation would at least soften the online outrage. Instead, the hate only intensified.

In a fit of rage, they trashed their living room, smashing anything within reach.

Once they’d exhausted themselves, Dick and Aline forced down their fury and dialed Citrine’s number.

The call connected after a few rings.

Aline spoke first, voice tight with anxiety. “We did everything you asked. It’s time to delete the backup copies of the videos and photos, like you promised.”

Silence on the line. A few seconds later, Citrine’s laughter broke through.

“When did I ever say I’d delete the backups?”

Aline’s voice rose in panic. “You—before, you—”

But she stopped as the truth dawned on her. “You’re playing us.”