The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 525

Scales hadn’t come here to rescue Kali. From the very beginning, his only goal was to retrieve the unfinished NecroBlitz Tablets that had yet to be fully developed.

But now, he’d changed his mind.

After all these years, if he still hadn’t managed to complete the NecroBlitz Tablets, maybe it was time to let go. And since he’d already made an enemy of President Vesper, what difference did it make if he went all in?

This whole mess was Kali’s doing. She should be the one to take responsibility for it.

Sebastian remained silent, but the flicker in his eyes betrayed the turmoil simmering within. He stared hard at Citrine, who wore a knowing, almost amused expression, as if she’d predicted everything would play out exactly like this. Her earlier move to raise the price—he realized now—had been a ploy to set him up as the fall guy.

Unbelievable. She’d played him, and it was the first time in years he’d been caught off guard like this.

The men standing near him exchanged uneasy glances. Seeing their usually composed chairman looking so grim, one of them couldn’t help but swallow nervously. When their boss wore that expression, it almost always meant he was seething inside.

At that moment, someone suddenly recalled Citrine’s words from earlier.

“President Carmichael, since the NecroBlitz Tablets Kali brought are incomplete and toxic, can you tell us whether the ones in your possession are real or fake?”

“And you claimed you were the one who developed them. Do you have any proof?”

Scales snapped his head toward Citrine. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“What does the NecroBlitz Tablets have to do with President Carmichael?”

Citrine ignored him. Instead, Theo stepped forward and quietly filled Scales in on what had actually happened.

By the time Theo finished, Scales looked at Citrine in utter disbelief.

“No way. There’s no way she could have developed the NecroBlitz Tablets.” As far as he knew, only one person in the world had ever known the full formula—and that person was long dead.

Citrine, unruffled by his shock, finally spoke up. “The NecroBlitz Tablets I have are genuine. As for proof... would being able to write out the entire formula count?”