The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress (Citrine) novel Chapter 419

The police insisted Theo and Hastings apologize to Citrine before finally letting them leave.

As soon as they stepped out of the station, Theo’s face was thunderous. He strode ahead, grabbing Citrine’s arm. “You’re coming with me.”

The moment she felt his loathsome presence draw near, a flicker of disgust flashed in Citrine’s eyes. Her brow furrowed in contempt. “Get lost,” she snapped.

She jerked her arm free from Theo’s grip, as if shaking off something filthy.

“Theo, what the hell is wrong with you?” Hastings shot him an annoyed glare and hurried over, positioning himself protectively between Theo and Citrine.

He stared Theo down, his voice ice-cold. “We accused Citrine for nothing. Kali did this to herself. Citrine had nothing to do with it.”

Guilt and fear gnawed at Hastings. They’d falsely blamed Citrine, and now he couldn’t even imagine asking her to help Kali, let alone donate blood.

Theo’s eyes narrowed, his tone chilling. “So what? She’s O negative. Right now, she’s the only one who can save Kali.”

“Hastings, Kali’s lying in a hospital bed, barely hanging on. Are you really going to stand there and watch her die? Don’t forget, you always looked out for her when you were kids.”

Kali might have made mistakes, but she was still the little sister they’d grown up with. If she didn’t get a transfusion soon, she wouldn’t make it.

Hastings hesitated, torn.

After a long pause, he finally stepped aside, glancing at Citrine with pleading eyes. “Citrine, I’m begging you. Please, save Kali.”

“I know she did awful things, but she’s still the sister I watched grow up. For my sake, please help her.”

Citrine let out a sardonic laugh. “For your sake?”

“Hastings, don’t flatter yourself. You mean nothing to me.”

“And no, I’m not giving her my blood. You want me to save someone who tried to hurt me? What do you take me for—a gullible saint?”

With that, Citrine turned to leave.

Before she could get far, Theo’s gaze hardened and he blocked her path from the other side, staring her down.

“You’re giving my sister a transfusion today. No arguments.”