The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 504

“Accusing me of forgery? That’s rich. What, does President Carmichael want to frame herself now?”

“Ms. Iverson, you look so refined—I almost thought you were some Ivy League graduate. Turns out you’re just trash from some no-name college. No wonder you’ve got the nerve to stoop to petty theft.”

“The Glenwood family’s the wealthiest in Crestwood, yet here’s a daughter who’s sunk so low she’s stealing like a common thief.”

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As the crowd’s scornful voices echoed through the room, Jeanette’s face flushed red, then blanched pale.

She had no choice but to resort to her old tactics, bursting into tears and trying to flee, hoping she could avoid the humiliation.

But this wasn’t the Iverson estate, not anymore. The moment someone noticed Jeanette trying to bolt, they swiftly blocked her path.

“Ms. Iverson, you think you can just walk away in silence after what you’ve done? Is that how you take responsibility?”

Jeanette, eyes rimmed red and trembling with indignation, snapped back, “Then what do you want from me?”

The person answered matter-of-factly, “When you’ve done something wrong, you apologize. You stole the Vitaflux President Carmichael was planning to give away—don’t you think you owe her an explanation?”

That Vitaflux had been given to her by Kali Glenwood; she couldn’t possibly admit it. If she did, she’d be making an enemy out of Kali.

Surrounded by the crowd, Jeanette had no way out. Gritting her teeth so hard she thought they might shatter, she had no choice but to swallow her pride and apologize.

Lowering her head, she muttered begrudgingly to Citrine, “I’m sorry. I was wrong.”

Citrine smiled, playing the part of the gracious victor. “As long as you know your mistake, Ms. Iverson. But you really ought to break that habit of pilfering—it reflects poorly on the Glenwood family. People might get the wrong idea about your upbringing.”

She let her gaze drift deliberately over Talbot and Scales.

Jeanette’s face twisted with humiliation, but she couldn’t say a word in her own defense.

Talbot met Citrine’s gaze and instantly understood: he’d just landed on her blacklist.

He decided, right then and there, to blame Jeanette for all of it.