The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress (Citrine) novel Chapter 346

After the news broke on social media, Citrine’s past became an open book, and the internet fell for her all over again—if anything, people just felt more protective and affectionate toward her. In just a matter of hours, her follower count soared by hundreds of thousands.

Ingrid, Lisa, and Jane also dug into Citrine’s story online, learning everything they’d never known. Suddenly, everyone finally understood why her casual gifts were always so extravagant. After all, she was the heiress of Havencrest—the Carmichael family’s only daughter, a real-life princess in every sense.

Meanwhile, across the city, Kali was holed up in her apartment, seething as she scrolled through the news online. Fury boiled over, and she trashed everything within reach—glasses shattered, picture frames splintered, anything that could break, did.

Kali’s mood was ruined for the whole day.

Theo called that evening, immediately picking up on his little sister’s lackluster tone. “Kali, don’t be upset. I’m heading out tonight with Hastings and Quentin at the bar. Come unwind with us?”

“Sure,” Kali agreed without a second thought. The mention of Hastings and Quentin lit a spark in her, and she actually managed a small smile.

That night, Theo booked a private suite at the bar. Hastings and Quentin had already arrived early and were slouched in a corner, cigarettes dangling from their lips, both looking a million miles away.

“What’s gotten into you two tonight?” Theo asked, genuinely curious. “You look like the world’s ending.”

Quentin ground out his cigarette with an annoyed flick, jaw clenched tight. “Theo, I still can’t let it go. Just thinking about that bastard who made me a laughingstock in our circle—I swear, I could punch a hole in the wall.”

“You’ve got no idea. I showed up at that party the other night, and the second those jerks saw me, they just started snickering. Nearly lost it right there.”

All the guys knew what had happened to Quentin; Hastings was no exception. He’d come in with a sour mood himself, but Quentin’s misery actually brightened his spirits a little.