The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 692

Quentin’s face twisted with rage as he stormed toward Citrine. “What did you just say, Citrine Carmichael? Are you looking for trouble?”

He looked ready to strike her, and Citrine narrowed her eyes, preparing to defend herself. But before she could react, a large, strong hand gripped Quentin’s arm, stopping him cold.

Sebastian slowly rose to his feet, his grip on Quentin’s arm tightening with each second. “Looking for trouble, are you?” he said quietly.

Without warning, he twisted Quentin’s arm sharply. Quentin let out a cry of pain and slumped in defeat, unable to move.

Neville watched everything unfold, his heart sinking. Citrine had never been fond of the Aldridge family to begin with, and now Quentin had gone and made things worse. There was no way she’d agree to let the Aldridge Group join Blood Rain now.

Citrine glanced at Neville, a faint, mocking smile tugging at her lips. “All of our companies in Blood Rain keep their hands clean. I have no intention of letting in any rotten apples.” Her voice turned icy on the last word.

Neville’s expression darkened.

What did she know?

He studied Citrine’s face, searching for any hint, but she looked perfectly calm.

Maybe he was just being paranoid.

Neville repeated this to himself until, finally, he managed to believe it.

Citrine had only come today to see what the Aldridges were up to. Now that she had her answer, there was no reason for her to linger.

She turned to Sebastian. “Sebastian, let’s go.”

Sebastian understood at once, falling into step behind her as they left, not bothering to say a single word of farewell. The two of them walked out as if the rest of the room didn’t exist.

After they were gone, Neville erupted in anger, lashing out at everyone around him.