The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 533

At that moment, Quentin’s other hand tightened around the wine bottle. With a sudden squeeze, glass shattered in his palm, shards mixed with red wine spilling all over the floor.

His friends jumped back, startled.

“Quentin, what’s gotten into you?”

“Who dares mess with Quentin? They must have a death wish.”

“Just say the word, Quentin. We’ll take care of whoever’s bothering you!”

Quentin shot them a cold glance, his tone icy. “I don’t need you. I’ll handle it myself.”

With that, he pulled out his phone and shot off a message to Kali:

“Don’t worry, Kali. I’ll make sure Citrine Carmichael pays for what she’s done. I promise you’ll get your revenge.”

On the other side of town, Kali read his message and finally felt a weight lift from her chest.

No one had a hotter temper than Quentin. With him involved—and with that video circulating—tonight was bound to get interesting.

Just thinking about it made her too excited to sleep.

Meanwhile, at the Watkins family’s gala—

After a tense confrontation with the Saunders siblings, Citrine slipped away to find some fresh air.

Back in the ballroom, guests clustered in small groups, faces lit by their phone screens, expressions ranging from shocked to gleeful.

As the video finished playing, a low buzz of gossip swept the room.

“Who’d have guessed President Carmichael was that kind of person?”

“She’s got such an innocent face, those cold eyes—who would have thought she was such a wild one in private?”

“How old was she in that video, maybe twelve? Seducing her own teacher at that age—disgusting.”

“With a scandal like this, just watch—CICI Group’s stock is about to tank.”

Citrine still didn’t know the reason. Just then, Mr. Shaw from Crestwood Hospital approached, holding out his phone.

“President Carmichael, you should see this.”

Monica and Wade both blanched. Monica rushed over, grabbing Citrine’s wrist, her voice tense. “Citrine, don’t look.”

Citrine gently shook her off and took the phone. The screen showed a social media post:

#Famous young businesswoman, honor student at a top university, caught behaving inappropriately since childhood—seducing her own teacher. Not only a disgrace to business leaders, but also to college students. The university should expel her.

The comments below were even worse. Mr. Shaw, seeing how young Citrine was, tried to take back the phone, worried she couldn’t handle it.

But Citrine held on, scrolling further. Every comment was a fresh wound.

“Trash like this doesn’t deserve to live.”

“What a disgrace. And she’s supposed to be Crestwood University’s pride? The school needs to make an example out of her.”