The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 167

The middle-aged man in the black-rimmed glasses was none other than the director of Viridis Medical Institute—a name everyone in the medical world recognized. Yet now, this distinguished director stood chatting and laughing with a young girl, as if they were old friends. Their conversation flowed easily, free of any awkwardness, as though their bond had been forged over many years.

Today, the director was the man everyone wanted to meet. The medical elite had pulled every string they could to score an invitation to this event, all in the hope of getting a moment of his attention.

Yet, against all odds and effort, none of them could compare to a teenager who had captured his interest so effortlessly.

People nearby couldn't help but whisper among themselves at the sight.

"Who is that girl? Why does the director of Viridis Medical Institute seem so familiar with her?"

"I have no idea. I've never seen her before."

"Look at the way he speaks to her—there's almost a hint of respect. If you didn't know better, you'd think she was his boss," someone remarked, only half-joking.

"Maybe she's the daughter of a friend. That would explain it."

Speculation about Citrine's identity buzzed through the crowd.

Sawyer and Norton stared in disbelief, still unable to make sense of what they were witnessing.

How on earth did Citrine know the director of Viridis Medical Institute?

But with Holbrook still in his hospital bed, there wasn't time to puzzle it out. Swallowing his pride, Sawyer squared his shoulders and made his way toward the director and Citrine.

"Director, hello. I'm Sawyer, CEO of The Iverson Group," he said, reaching out his hand with practiced politeness.