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The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 520

Someone in the crowd muttered under their breath, “If it turns out to be fake, President Vesper is going to make a killing off this.”

As the murmurs grew, someone turned to Kali. “Ms. Glenwood, don’t you think you owe us an explanation?”

“That’s right, Ms. Glenwood. If there’s something wrong with your medicine, that’s a criminal offense. You could be looking at prison time for manslaughter.”

“Ms. Glenwood, you’re the one who developed the NecroBlitz Tablets. We deserve a proper explanation from you today.”

“If something actually goes wrong after using the NecroBlitz Tablets, could you really handle the consequences?”

Impossible. That NecroBlitz Tablet was taken straight from the safe in Scales’ bedroom. There’s no way it’s an unfinished prototype.

If it were, Scales would never have locked that worthless thing away in his safe.

No, it has to be Citrine stirring up trouble on purpose. That NecroBlitz Tablet is definitely real—there’s no way it’s a fake.

With that, Kali shot to her feet, glaring at the guests as she declared, “I developed the NecroBlitz Tablets myself. There’s absolutely nothing wrong with them. Don’t listen to Citrine Carmichael’s nonsense.”

For a moment, the guests seemed unsure whom to believe.

Kali’s sharp gaze fixed on Citrine, burning with anger. “Citrine Carmichael, what gives you the right to claim my NecroBlitz Tablets are fake? Where’s your proof?”

She didn’t wait for an answer before snapping, “If you’re just making things up, then I could just as easily say your NecroBlitz Tablets are fake.”

Citrine simply looked at Kali, a faint, knowing smile curving her lips.

“What are you smiling at?” Kali demanded, her composure slipping further at Citrine’s calm demeanor.

The person looked doubtful. “But the Glenwood family was the first to start working on the NecroBlitz Tablets. Do you have any proof that you’re the actual developer?”

“I have plenty of proof,” Citrine replied, her eyes gleaming with quiet confidence.

Then she turned to Kali. “But before that, I have a question for Ms. Glenwood.”

Kali hissed, “What is it? Ask your question.”

Citrine smiled, her tone light but cutting. “Since you claim to be the creator of the NecroBlitz Tablets, you must know them inside out.”

“Tell me, then—what ingredients are used to make the NecroBlitz Tablets?”

All eyes turned to Kali, the room falling into a tense silence as everyone waited for her answer.

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