The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 176

Citrine quietly accepted the bank card, feeling the weight of Weston's attachment as she prepared to leave. She glanced back at him. "I'll come visit often, I promise."

"Go on, get out of here," Weston replied, waving her off with a gruff smile.

The very next day, a text message arrived.

Patten: Chairwoman, Sawyer's willing to hand over fifty percent of the Iverson family's shares in exchange for Holbrook's medical treatment. But Holbrook's condition has taken a sharp turn for the worse—he likely won't survive surgery. Only you can handle this. Do you want to take the case?

Fifty percent. Citrine couldn't help but smirk: Sawyer was truly desperate. Without those shares, the Iverson Group would be teetering on the edge of bankruptcy.

Perfect. Time to finish what fate had started.

Citrine's lips curled into a cold smile as she quickly replied: Tell him to transfer the shares first.

That same day, Sawyer signed over the shares to Patten, who immediately transferred them to Citrine.

With the paperwork done, Citrine and Patten headed to the Iverson family's old estate that afternoon.

Sawyer looked genuinely surprised when he saw Citrine. "What are you doing here?"

Patten cast him a disinterested glance and replied in a cold tone, "I brought her to check on Holbrook. Is there a problem?"

Sawyer just assumed Citrine was tagging along and shrugged it off. "No problem at all. This way, please."

As soon as Citrine stepped inside, a teacup came hurtling straight at her.

"Citrine, how dare you show your face here!" Clifford stormed forward, grabbing her by the collar with a murderous glare.

Patten jumped, about to intervene, but Citrine was faster. She slapped Clifford, hard, right across the face.

Her voice was icy. "If you want your grandfather to live, you'd better back off."

She hadn't held back—blood trickled from the corner of Clifford's mouth as he stood there, stunned and speechless.