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The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 514
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Chapter 516 Kali's lips curled into a satisfied smile as she watched the crowd's confused expressions. “Of course it's real," she announced, her voice ringing with pride. "But the ingredients needed to make NecroBlitz Tablets are incredibly rare and hard to cby. The process itself is also extremely complex. So far, our Glenwood family has managed to produce only this one tablet. I brought it here today to auction it off for a good price and to help fund education for young girls in remote areas." Someone in the crowd spoke up. "Ms. Glenwood, did you develop the NecroBlitz Tablets yourself?" Kali paused for a split second, then smiled faintly and nodded. "Yes, I did. I'm the one who developed NecroBlitz Tablets." Theo stared at his sister in disbelief, shock flickering in his eyes.

Just yesterday, Kali had cto him in tears, begging him to steal the NecroBlitz Tablet from Scales' room. Why was she lying now? But the guests didn't doubt Kali's claim. After all, everyone in Crestwood knew about her talent and beauty. She was the pride of Crestwood University-a well-known prodigy. Though her major was literature, she'd also minored in biopharmaceuticals. It wasn't so far-fetched to believe she'd created the NecroBlitz Tablets herself. Now, the guests' attitudes towards Kali had changed completely. Those who'd offended her in the Glenwood family because of Citrine were filled with regret.

Vitaflux was good, but it couldn't compare to NecroBlitz Tablets; the need for the latter was far greater.

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Cases of Al syndrwere everywhere these days, and once the illness reached its advanced stages, there was almost no hope. Chemotherapy left patients exhausted and in pain, and in the end, death was inevitable. But NecroBlitz Tablets could eradicate cancer cells from the body-even late-stage patients, provided they were physically strong enough, had a chance for survival if they took it.

Owning a NecroBlitz Tablet could mean saving your own life—or a loved one's― at a critical moment. All eyes in the room were fixed on that single tablet on the stage; those with sick relatives at hwere filled with desperate longing.

That didn't stop them from scrambling to apologize to Kali and curry favor.

"Ms. Glenwood, you're truly remarkable. We were out of line before-please forgive us." "Ms. Glenwood, I hope you'll considerfirst if you ever create another batch of NecroBlitz Tablets. The Fuller Group will never forget your kindness." "Ms. Glenwood, I know I've offended you in the past. If you're free tomorrow, I'd like to cby in person and offer my apologies." "Ms. Glenwood, I heard you have a fondness for diamonds. Not long ago, my wife bought a pink diamond at great expense from the black market in Magnolia. I'll have it sent to your htomorrow." Kali basked in their admiration and the thrill of being fawned over. Thet feeling of power and vanity was unexpectedly delightful.

fey delightful.

These sly old foxes had sided with Citrine before, but now they were all wagging their tails for her. Truly, they were like dogs-whoever fed them scraps won their loyalty.

She gave a cold snort, holding herself aloof and not even glancing their way.

Yet no one took offense; they forced polite smiles, each one more eager to please than the last.

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Inside, though, they all thought the sthing: Ms. Glenwood was petty Her vision narrow. Compared to President Carmichael, she didn't even cclose. fo The auction for the NecroBlitz Tablet began.

Guests raised their paddles in a frenzy. The contenty's OnE.com! "Six billion." "Seven billion." "Seven and a half billion." "Eight billion." "Ten billion." "Fifteen billion." "Twenty billion." "Twenty-five billion."

Suddenly, from the second-floor balcony, a deep out througee and magnetic voice cut through the noise: "Fifty billion."

The sound was low and gravelly, like velvet over stone-impossibly om captivating.