The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 690

Sebastian’s lips curled ever so slightly, a glint of open challenge flickering in his eyes.

Neither of them spoke, but tension simmered between their gazes like an unspoken duel.

Suddenly, Neville broke the silence. “Ms. Carmichael, we invited you here today to discuss a potential partnership. Your CICI Group is on fire these days—every major company in Crestwood is falling over themselves to join your Blood Rain initiative.”

He offered a fawning smile. “Do you think there might be a place at the table for The Aldridge Group?”

Worried Citrine would refuse, Neville hurriedly added, “Ms. Carmichael, I promise, if The Aldridge Group is accepted into Blood Rain, we’ll follow your lead in everything.”

Quentin, listening to his father grovel, curled his lip in disgust and let out a cold snort.

Citrine hadn’t said a word. Sebastian, sensing her mood, took the cue.

“If I remember correctly, the Aldridge family and the Glenwood family used to be close, didn’t they? President Barrett, have you forgotten what the Glenwoods did?”

He let his voice rise, sharp and deliberate. “Or are you pretending not to know, President Barrett? Trying to get under our CEO’s skin?”

“N-no, of course not.” Neville rushed to defend himself.

“The Glenwoods’ actions back then—we knew nothing about it, Ms. Carmichael. That was illegal—we’d never have been involved in something like that.” He was desperate to distance himself from any connection.

Theo’s face turned pale at the mention.

Suddenly, Citrine laughed, cold and clear. “Illegal? I’m surprised, President Barrett—are you actually afraid of breaking the law?”

Her eyes locked onto Neville’s, unwavering.

A chill crept up Neville’s spine. For a fleeting moment, he was certain this nineteen-year-old girl could see right through him—see every dirty secret he’d tried to bury.

Did she know something?