The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 579

Theo clenched his fists so tightly his knuckles turned white. His voice was low and tense. “Citrine Carmichael, what did you just say?”

Citrine, utterly unimpressed, repeated herself as if Theo were hard of hearing. “I said, keep her far away from here. I don’t want her dying in our research center. She’s filthy.”

Furious as he was, Theo held his tongue. Citrine was the most brilliant doctor in the research center—he needed her help.

After a long, heavy silence, Theo tried a different approach. “Citrine Carmichael, I’m not asking you to save her for nothing. If you can bring her back, I’ll pay you eight million dollars. What do you say?”

Eight million was a massive sum. Theo hoped that would be enough for Citrine to relent.

Citrine snorted. “Eight million. How generous of you, Mr. Glenwood.”

Thinking she was dissatisfied, Theo upped the ante. “Ten million, then.”

Citrine said nothing, just stared at him with a look that was almost amused, though a hint of mockery lingered in her eyes.

Theo gritted his teeth. “Twenty million.”

Still, Citrine remained silent.

“Fifty million,” he pressed.

Citrine’s expression never changed. Her indifference was maddening, and Theo’s patience began to fray. “Just tell me. How much do you want?”

To Theo, there was nothing in the world that couldn’t be solved with enough money. Citrine was a pragmatist—she’d fold eventually. He fixed his gaze on her, waiting for her to name her price.

But Citrine didn’t even blink. The look she gave him was one you’d give an idiot.

“You could hand me the entire Glenwood fortune, and I still wouldn’t save Jeanette,” she said coldly. “She’s the daughter of a rapist. Disgusting.”

She glanced at Jeanette with open contempt.