The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 740

Seeing that Hastings was acting strangely, Citrine grew anxious something might go wrong. She turned, signaling to Sebastian, “Let’s head back.”

Sebastian glanced at Hastings, then nodded at Citrine.

“Come on,” she signed again.

Without another look at Hastings, Citrine swam upward, steady and determined. Sebastian followed right behind her.

The two of them treated Hastings as if he didn’t exist, not sparing him even a glance.

Watching their silhouettes rise toward the surface together, Hastings’ expression darkened, his face twisted with resentment.

He had come all the way down here just to find her, and yet she couldn’t even be bothered to look his way. All she saw was Sebastian.

A heavy, burning anger settled in Hastings’ gut, drowning out all reason.

Suddenly, he surged upward, eyes locked fiercely on Sebastian.

Sebastian, focused on keeping up with Citrine, didn’t notice anything amiss—until a sharp pain clamped around his ankle. In an instant, he was yanked downward, plunging toward the ocean floor.

Watching Sebastian’s body sink, Hastings felt a wicked satisfaction bloom inside him. A trace of triumph flickered across his face.

It was only then that Citrine sensed something was wrong. She turned, just in time to see Sebastian’s limp form drifting downward, his face slack and pale.

Citrine’s heart jumped into her throat. Without hesitation, she spun around and darted back down.

Hastings, seeing her intent, spread his arms out, blocking her path.