The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 595

After Theo finished speaking, he glanced over at Jeanette, who sat off to the side.

“Jeanette, why don’t you come with us?” he said.

Jeanette’s face turned noticeably pale at his words.

She hesitated, forcing a strained smile. “I… I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

She’d once thought Talbot and Theo might be her ticket out of trouble, that the father and son had the means to weather this storm. Who could have guessed they’d be so useless—unable to even deal with someone like Citrine? If she’d known, she’d have picked a different rich kid to cozy up to.

Talbot shot Jeanette a look of pure disdain, his tone dripping with mockery. “The Glenwood family’s finished, and now this woman can’t wait to dump you. And you’re still dumb enough to worry about her, wanting to bring her abroad. She doesn’t care about you at all.”

His words hit Jeanette right where it hurt. Her expression stiffened; he’d seen straight through her.

Theo didn’t argue. He just looked at Jeanette, his voice steady and unemotional. “Jeanette, you saved my life. No matter what, I can’t just leave you behind. Let me ask you again—are you willing to come abroad with me?”

Inside, Jeanette was fuming, but on the surface, she put on her most delicate act. “Theo, I’d hate to leave you, but I have friends here in Crestwood. I really can’t go.”

She wasn’t stupid. Fleeing Crestwood to start over in some foreign country? Who knew what kind of miserable life awaited her there? No, she’d much rather stay—there were always opportunities in a place like this. Sooner or later, she’d find herself another rich mark, and life would be smooth sailing again.

“Alright,” Theo replied, not pressing her any further.

In fact, the moment Jeanette turned him down, he almost felt relieved.

Time was running out—the police might show up as early as tomorrow. Talbot didn’t dare wait any longer. He quickly booked the latest flight out.

That night, Talbot and Theo slipped quietly to the airport.

Just as they were about to pick up their tickets, both men felt a chill, as if someone was watching them.

They turned around in unison and saw several men in black suits staring straight at them. When the men caught their eyes, they even smiled.

Before Theo could answer, something fierce flashed in Talbot’s eyes. “After all these years in business, I can’t believe I’m losing to a little girl. I won’t accept it.”

“So what are you planning to do?” Theo asked, grinding out his cigarette.

A wild idea seemed to seize Talbot; his eyes gleamed with desperation. “If I’m going down, Citrine Carmichael’s coming with me.”

Theo’s eyes went wide. “What are you talking about?”

Talbot didn’t answer. He picked up his phone and made a call.

As Theo overheard the contents of the conversation, he leapt to his feet, snatching the phone away. “Talbot, have you lost your mind?”

“I have. Why not? If I stay here, I’ll be in jail by tomorrow. If I’m doomed, I’m taking someone down with me.”

“No, you can’t do this.” Theo couldn’t even say why he was stopping him—he just knew, deep down, this couldn’t happen.