The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 159

The group's expressions shifted in unison as they rushed to surround Citrine once again.

"You really think these losers could take me down?" Citrine sneered, cracking her knuckles. In just a few minutes, the bodyguards were left sprawled on the floor, gasping for air, some of them writhing in pain.

At that moment, the entire Everly family and Salome stared wide-eyed at Citrine.

"That's my niece!" Salome cheered, clapping with enthusiasm. After all these years of swallowing her pride in the Everly household, today finally felt like payback. Salome couldn't remember the last time she'd felt this triumphant.

No one in the Everly family expected Citrine to be such a fighter; their faces shifted from shock to dismay.

Just then, a housemaid brought over the nourishing soup Salome had been drinking. Citrine took the bowl, sniffed it cautiously—nothing smelled off. Still, she frowned, dipped her finger into the soup, and tasted it.

The moment she recognized the medicinal flavor, Citrine's expression darkened. "Noah, you're despicable," she spat. "How dare you put birth control pills in my aunt's soup."

Everyone knew the dangers: prolonged use of birth control could damage a woman's reproductive system, even cause infertility. It was common knowledge.

"Birth control?" Salome's eyes instantly filled with tears as she glared at Noah, betrayal and fury mingling in her gaze.

She couldn't understand it. Derrick was the one who was infertile—so why did the Everly family insist on making her the scapegoat? Why secretly drug her, trying to make her truly barren?

The realization that she'd unknowingly taken birth control for over a year sent a chill down Salome's spine.

She'd nearly lost the chance to ever become a mother.

The Everly family—monsters, the lot of them. Rage boiling over, Salome lashed out, clawing at Derrick's face. When that wasn't enough, she slapped him hard, her handprint blooming red on his cheek.