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The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 503

Everyone’s eyes widened as they stared at Citrine’s phone, checking the screen over and over, hardly daring to believe what they were seeing.

The official website of the World Medical Association was globally recognized as the most authoritative platform for medical research. It even had a special portal for top-level researchers from each country, protected by facial recognition—far more secure than a simple password, designed to keep out hackers and frauds.

Now, right in front of everyone, Citrine tapped her way through the security checks and logged in. The room fell utterly silent. For a moment, nobody even breathed. The looks on their faces ranged from shock and awe to admiration and regret—but not a single person dared question her.

After all, this was a top-tier researcher on the world’s most prestigious medical platform. Never mind that Citrine herself had pioneered Vitaflux—a miracle drug that had taken the world by storm. Anything else she’d worked on could probably make headlines across the globe.

She was the CEO of CICI Group and a principal investigator for the World Medical Association. Either title on its own would have been impressive enough to make anyone nervous.

Nobody in their right mind would want to get on her bad side.

God, what had they just said to her?

Those who had just leapt to Jeanette’s defense now looked like they wished the floor would swallow them whole.

At that moment, the witness who’d been holding the Vitaflux stepped forward. He shot Jeanette a look full of disgust, then quickly turned to Citrine, nodding ingratiatingly before raising his voice to address the crowd.

“I admit it—I was completely blind just now. I owe President Carmichael a sincere apology. She was right all along. Jeanette is nothing but a thief.”

Once he spoke up, the others scrambled to join in.

“He’s right. The report spells it out—President Carmichael is the lead researcher on Vitaflux. And she even has the official inventory records, which clearly show that on October 25th, this exact batch of Vitaflux was given as a gift.”

“It’s obvious—Jeanette must have stolen it. Otherwise, how could she possibly have it in her possession?”

“We’re so sorry, President Carmichael. We accused you without cause. Please don’t hold it against us.”

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