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The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 490

Yeah, he’s always been on a downward spiral—by choice.

Citrine didn’t bother to respond. She simply walked away, leaving him standing there.

Carney stood in silence for a moment, then his eyes suddenly lit up. He hurried after her.

“President Carmichael, please—I’m begging you, let me help you. I’ll do anything you ask.”

He’d finally made up his mind. Rather than keep wallowing in self-pity, he might as well put himself to work for her.

Citrine narrowed her eyes this time, but instead of brushing him off, she asked, “And what exactly can you do for me?”

Carney straightened his back. “I majored in artificial intelligence at university. I’ve even filed my own patent. I have the skills to do a lot for you.”

He dove into a list of his college projects and professional achievements, rattling off every accomplishment he could think of.

Neo-Era University of Technology was the best school for AI in Crestwood—second only to Crestwood University itself. Carney had really learned a lot there.

Citrine listened to his credentials one by one, quietly impressed. He was clearly talented.

She gave a small nod. “Come interview at CICI Group tomorrow.”

Carney stared at her in disbelief. He hesitated, then asked, “President Carmichael, what about my parents?”

Citrine smiled just a little. “If you pass the interview, you’ll be working for me. I’ll take care of it.”

She added, “But of course, you have to actually pass.”

“Thank you, President Carmichael.” Carney’s eyes shone. He never imagined things could be resolved this easily.

After parting ways with Carney, Citrine headed toward the parking lot—only for someone to call out behind her.

“Citrine.”

She turned. Sebastian was standing there, waiting.

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