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The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 669
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Chapter 669 Sometimes, when words fail you, they really do.

Citrine almost laughed out of sheer exasperation. "Theo? Are you naive, or just hopelessly innocent?" "So you think starting over just wipes away all the pain from our last lives? That everything I suffered just disappears?" Theo pressed his lips together, only now realizing how impatient he sounded. He rushed to apologize. "I'm sorry, Citrine. I... that's not what I meant." He quickly tried to explain himself, words tumbling out. "I know what I did before was unforgivable. I'm not expecting you to forget any of it. I just want you to know that this taround, I want to make it right. I want to atone for what I've done- with my actions, not just words." Atone? Atone for what, you jerk.

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If it weren't for the fact that she'd had a decent education, she would've cussed him out right then and there. Citrine was at the end of her patience, her voice turning sharp. "You just said yourself what you did was unforgivable. So tellwhy should I forgive you? Why should I give you another shot just so you can 'atone' for your sins? What am I, your prop? Is this just a chance for you to make yourself feel better-using your so-called redemption as an excuse to keep makingmiserable? Spare me. Just stay the hell away from me." She paused, an unpleasant memory flashing through her mind. "Theo, have you forgotten about you makinggive Kali a transfusion-both last tand this taround? Or the little kidnapping stunt you and your father pulled onnot long ago?" She pointed to her chest. "I took a bullet-right here because of you and your father. I nearly died." Theo's mouth went dry. He stared at her, unable to get a word out.

But Citrine wasn't finished. "Don't kid yourself. It's not just that I can't stand you-l hate you. We have real, blood- deep grudges between us." "Your precious Glenwood family haddragged off to Mirage Cay, tortured me, stole every scrap of my research. I'd love nothing more than to see you all rot." She hesitated for a moment, then smiled coldly.

"As for your father, don't worry-he's next on my list. I'll make sure he repays every bit of what I suffered, a thousand times over." Theo felt his heart sink, slow and heavy. The things he'd tried so hard to avoid, she'd finally said them out loud.

He hesitated, then asked the question gnawing at him. "When did you find out Mirage Cay was connected to my family?" Citrine answered flatly, "Last time." Theo's heart thudded. He pressed, "When exactly?" Citrine saw right through his intent. She didn't even pause. "No need to fish for details. After I escaped Mirage Cay last time, it tookabout a year to find the first clue. I wanted to dig deeper, to get my revenge. But then I met you." She didn't finish the sentence, but Theo understood.

"So... the reason you never went after the Glenwoods was because of me?" Citrine shook her head. "No. It's not that I didn't go after your family. I just didn't dig as deep as I could have." Back then she'd loved Theo so

much she'd lost all sense. The truth about Mirage Cay was almost in her grasp, but she'd destroyed every lead herself. Thinking about it now, she could barely believe how stupid she'd been.

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"Citrine." Theo's throat was tight. He couldn't get another word out.

She'd given up revenge, given up on reclaiming her stolen research all for him. How much must she have loved him to go that far?

Theo's face was clouded with guilt, and Citrine, worried he'd get sself-pitying ideas, cut him off. Don't е get it twisted. I regret it, you know Letting you off is exactly why my last life was so miserable. That's why this time, I'm making the right choice." "Theo, see? Without you and the Iversons in my life, I'm thriving." She turned away, leaving him with just one final warning.

"I have things to do. Don't follow me. If you do, I'll call the police."