NovelUSAChapter 410 Citrine fell silent for a long moment after the question, her eyes tinged with an unmistakable regret. Finally, she pressed her lips together and said softly, "I'm just not suited to stay in the service anymore." "Why?" Hastings asked.
Her voice was calm, almost distant. "I can't give the unit my undivided attention anymore." Someone consumed by vengeance doesn't deserve to hold a gun.
Citrine didn't want to discuss it further and turned her gaze out the window, ending the conversation. Hastings recognized her reluctance and didn't press.
Kali Glenwood was in a state of panic. The brother who used to dote on her more than anyone was becoming increasingly distant, slipping out of her control. Desperate, she'd recently hired someone to tail Hastings.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThat day, her informant messaged with an update: Hastings was out having dinner with Citrine and his closest friends.
A few seconds later, photos followed. In them, Hastings and Citrine sat side by side. Citrine was chatting with the others, oblivious, while Hastings watched her the entire time, his eyes never wandering.
Enlarging the image until Citrine's face nearly filled the screen, Kali glared at it, her own expression twisting with rage.
What did this manipulative woman do to deserve Hastings' attention? What kind of tricks had she pulled to get him to introduce her to his comrades? Even after Kali had pleaded again and again, Hastings had refused to let her meet them. Yet somehow, he'd brought that homewrecker along without a second thought. Witch. Schemer. The longer Kali stewed, the darker her mood grew. She was just about to smash something her hand already gripping the vase on her nightstand when the bedroom door swung open.
"Kali, let's go shopping!" Jeanette Iverson burst in, bouncing across the room and grabbing Kali's arm like she owned the place.
Kali's father was Theo Glenwood's brother, but only by adoption. Scales Glenwood, the family patriarch, had taken him in as a child. Since Scales had raised Dick Glenwood himself, he'd always shown this adopted son special affection.
Just recently, after Scales fell ill, Dick had shown up out of the blue, bringing along a wife and daughter Kali had never met her new aunt and a cousin two years her junior. Kali took an instant dislike to them. They reeked of poverty, of people who'd never seen the world.
She shook off Jeanette's hand with an obvious look of distaste.
Jeanette's face froze for a second.
Who does she think she is, anyway? Just an adopted daughter of the Glenwoods, acting all high and mighty.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmOf course, Jeanette kept her thoughts to herself. Her family's future depended on the Glenwoods, so she swallowed her anger and dropped her hand. That's when she noticed Kali's phone, screen still lit up with Citrine's face.
It had been a while, but Jeanette would recognize that woman anywhere-even if Citrine turned to ashes, she'd know her. If it weren't for Citrine, the Iversons wouldn't have gone bankrupt, and the Glenwoods wouldn't have been forced out of Havencrest. Just the thought of Citrine made Jeanette's jaw clench in fury.
She wasn't sure if Kali and Citrine were friends or foes, so she weighed her word's carefully and tested the waters, "Kali, do you know Citrine?" Kali paused, surprised. "You know her too?" At the mention of Citrine, a flicker of disdain crossed Kali's eyes.
Jeanette caught it at once. Suddenly, she knew exactly what to say.
With a tic sigh, she put on her most aggrieved face. "Kali, you probably don't know this, but our know this, be family was forced out of Havencrest because of Citrine. If it weren't for her, we never would have lost everything and had to chere to Crestwood to rely on the Glenwoods."
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