The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress (Citrine) novel Chapter 760

Jonah stormed in, radiating hostility.

The Blacks froze, uncertain whether Jonah had come for them or for Wade.

Wade, pushed to his limits, let out a humorless laugh. He stalked up to Jonah, grabbed him by the collar, and spat, “Jonah, are you out of your mind? It’s my buddy’s birthday—what the hell are you doing here, trying to ruin it?”

He glared, voice sharp. “I’m telling you—get out. Now.”

Jonah scoffed. “Oh, so you tell me to leave and I just run along? Not a chance.”

He dropped into the nearest chair, completely at ease, then looked right at the Blacks, making a show of it. He even shot Curry a wink. “Isn’t that right, Curry?”

Curry clenched his fists, face twisting with anger.

At the same time, the Blacks exchanged a glance. Mrs. Black put on her brightest smile and stepped forward to chime in:

“Mr. Griffin’s right. You’re the only son of the Griffin family—the whole estate will be yours one day. And let’s not forget, the Griffins are second-in-command to the Shadow Syndicate. We’ll all be relying on you in the future. If anyone has to leave tonight, it certainly won’t be you.”

Then, turning to Wade, Mrs. Black’s tone shifted from warm to icy. “Mr. Saunders, sure, your family’s name carries weight, but they have plenty of heirs. C. Corp’s future won’t involve you, and you’ve made quite a mess of things here in Crestwood these past few years. If you care about your future, I’d start making better choices.”

Mrs. Black seemed like a completely different person, her words sharp as knives.

Wade stared at her, stunned, anger boiling up inside him.

Never in all these years had someone humiliated him like this in public.

She might as well have called him useless to his face.

And yet, for once, he couldn’t think of a single comeback. He clenched his fists, jaw clenched, face flushed with fury.