The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 630

Hastings glanced toward the hospital room, desperation etched across his face. “Mr. Carmichael, please—could I stay?”

The thought of not being allowed to remain by Citrine’s side was unbearable. Even so, he clung to a shred of hope and pleaded with Raymond.

Raymond shot him a cold, withering look. “Get out. Citrine can’t stand you. Seeing you would only upset her.”

Hastings had bullied Citrine enough in the past—Raymond remembered every incident.

Raymond didn’t realize how his words nearly shattered Hastings, leaving him breathless with pain.

When no one moved, Nathanael surveyed the group, then calmly took out his phone and dialed security. “Send someone up. Get these men out of here.”

With that, Nathanael gently took Raymond’s arm and guided him back into the hospital room.

He shut the door behind them and began clearing the cluster of people away from Citrine’s bedside. “Could everyone give us some space, please?”

Raymond’s eyes lit up with hope. “Doctor, is there a chance? Can Citrine be saved?”

Everyone stepped back at once, all eyes fixed expectantly on Nathanael, hanging on his every word.

From somewhere, Nathanael produced a locked case—its latch had already been broken open. He set it on the table and opened it in full view.

“This is a new medicine Citrine recently developed. I found it in her lab.”

He pointed to a single white pill inside. His voice was steady but tinged with awe. “It’s called Deathflip Elixir. According to her notes, it’s supposed to bring someone back from the brink.”

A spark of hope lit up every face in the room.

Manley’s eyes were wide with anticipation. “So, if Citrine takes this, she might wake up?”

Raymond and the others turned to Nathanael, waiting for confirmation.

For a long moment, Nathanael said nothing.