The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 26

I never imagined I'd end up in such a mess today.

As the clear, ringing confession echoed through the private room, Alicia's face shifted from shock to anger and back again.

"It was me. I called the police."

Citrine admitted it without hesitation.

Alicia's jaw clenched so tightly she looked like she might crack a tooth. Her voice trembled with fury as she spat out, "Now that you don't have the Iverson family behind you, aren't you scared of crossing the Chase family?"

Citrine arched an eyebrow, her tone cool. "If I wasn't afraid of the Iversons, why would I be scared of you?"

Alicia was laughably naïve.

Citrine had made it to twenty-eight in her last life—she hadn't grown up cowering in fear, and a high schooler's threats hardly rattled her.

Amelia's mother, Cindy Lawson, flinched when the police siren wailed outside. She clutched her little boy close, wrapping him up tightly before looking up at Citrine with trembling eyes. "Please, just tell the police it was a mistake," she pleaded, her voice barely above a whisper. "I know you and Amelia are good friends, but we're just ordinary people—we don't want any trouble. And Amelia's brother is still so young, he needs us..."

Cindy looked years older than she was, her voice almost inaudible, her eyes darting everywhere but Citrine's face, as if she was hiding some secret shame.

Citrine ignored her, turning instead to Amelia, her gaze steady and resolute. "Trust me, Amelia. I'll protect you. Your family will be fine."

Just then, two police officers entered the room.

"Who called this in?"

Citrine raised her hand and stepped forward.

"It was me. These people trashed this family's shop."

She explained everything to the officers, laying out the sequence of events in clear detail.

In the end, everyone was taken down to the station. Because Citrine was a minor, the police reached out to Raymond as her guardian.