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The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 444
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Chapter 446 Monica stared at the scene, utterly stunned. That's the kind of ruthless resolve you'd expect from a CEO-able to conquer even the fear that's haunted her for decades.

She was sure of it now: her formidable aunt was absolutely wrapped around her daughter's little finger.

It wasn't until several days later that Jeanette's family learned the truth: Citrine was the chairwoman of CICI Group. The news left them all ashen-faced.

Jeanette was seething with envy.

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Dick and Aline sat across from each other in the living room, the tension in the air almost tangible.

Aline's face was pale, her anxiety barely contained. "Dick, do you think she's going to cafter us?" Dick took a drag from his cigarette, his voice dark and venomous. "If I'd known that brat would turn out this capable, I should've finished her off back then." "I sent her away to Mirage Cay, figured it was a one-way ticket. I thought I'd covered all the bases-who would've guessed she'd survive and cback?" Aline bit her lip in regret. If only she'd had the nerve to get rid of that wretch for good, they wouldn't be living in constant fear now.

Aline couldn't shake a sense of impending doom. She turned to Dick, her voice certain and low. "She's going to get her revenge. I can feel it." Back then, Dick had harassed Citrine before she was even of age, and it was Aline who'd pushed Sawyer to send Citrine abroad, arranging for her to be shipped off to Mirage Cay.

Citrine knew everything they'd done.

Before, Citrine was just a powerless orphan with only the Carmichael family at her back-hardly a threat. But now she was the head of CICI Group, one of Crestwood's most powerful elites. Sooner or later, she'd cfor them.

Especially since that girl could hold a grudge like no other.

Aline's tone grew grave. "Don't be fooled by that innocent act she puts on. She's ruthless under that harmless face, and she's nothing if not resilient. She didn't get to where she is by being soft. She'll never let us off the hook." Just then, Jeanette piped up from the corner. "Mom, Dad, don't worry. Even if Citrine is chairwoman of CICI Group now, don't forget-Dad stiff has the Glenwood family behind him. No matter how big CICKGroup is Glenwood's got the Black Web." Dick nodded, consideration flickering in his eyes. "You're right." Aline's expression eased a little, scolor returning to her cheeks.

After a moment, Dick spoke again, voice low and cold. "While that little brat's still finding her footing, we need to get rid of her for good." "What are you planning?" Aline turned to look at him, wary.

Dick just gave a thin, cruel smile and stayed silent.

A few days later, Citrine was at school when her phone rang. It was Carlotta.

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"Citrine, something's happened at the office!" Citrine was in the cafeteria, halfway through lunch. Her brow furrowed, but she kept her voice calm. "What is it? Slow down, tellwhat's going on." 1.n

"There's a crowd outside the building-people are making a scene, claiming our products ruined thein skin. Now the internet's exploding with bad reviews, and customers on every platformare demanding refunds." Carlotta was pacing frantically in the office, her voice tight with panic. Citrine was unruffled. She spoke gently, soothing Carlotta. "Don't panic. I'll cto the office and handle it." Fifteen minutes later, Citrine arrived to find the area outside the building packed with angry people, making it nearly impossible to get through.

She was just about to ask someone what was going on, when a man's voice cut through the noise, loud ar and accusatory. He pointed straight at her from the crowd. "There she is the CEO of CICI Group! Citrine's face tightened. She started to turn back toward her car, but suddenly, the mob surged toward her.

"Heartless crook! You sold fake products and ruined my wife's face-how do you sleep at night?"

"My mother's face was destroyed by your stuff! I swear, I'll make you pay today!" "Medicinal cosmetics? More like poison-who are you trying to fool?"