The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 597

Talbot looked down at the group—not angry, but almost amused.

He let out a low chuckle. “You Carmichaels really are sentimental. Even when your own lives are hanging by a thread, you’re more worried about that girl, Citrine Carmichael, than yourselves.”

Raymond’s brows drew together in a scowl as he glared at Talbot. “Talbot, if you’ve got the guts, kill me. But going after Citrine—a child—what does that prove? She’s never done you any harm.”

“No harm?” Talbot shot him a look of disbelief, as though Raymond had just cracked a joke. He paused, a wild glint flickering in his eyes. “If it weren’t for Citrine Carmichael, the Glenwood family wouldn’t have fallen. I wouldn’t be here, ruined.” His voice trembled with barely suppressed rage.

He gave a cold snort, sweeping his gaze over them. “I bet you still don’t know, do you? Citrine Carmichael is the mysterious chairwoman behind Crestwood Medical Research Center. Every bit of dirt about the Glenwood family that’s hit the internet came straight from her. She’s been targeting us from the very beginning.”

Hatred flashed in Talbot’s eyes. “A little girl—calculating every step, and she’s managed to push us this far. I can’t help but admire her, in a way.”

Crestwood Medical Research Center?

Weston stared at him in disbelief. “Citrine is the chairwoman of Crestwood Medical?”

Talbot gave a short, bitter laugh. “Citrine Carmichael hid it well—not even you knew.”

The Carmichaels’ faces turned ashen.

They remembered how the trouble for the Glenwoods had first started with Crestwood Medical, and the recent flood of scandals online. As the pieces fell into place, a heavy silence settled over them.

All this time, the Carmichaels had assumed the Glenwoods had simply crossed the wrong people at Crestwood Medical. It never occurred to them that Citrine herself was the one pulling the strings, orchestrating the Glenwoods’ downfall.