The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Mirage Cay wasn't just tangled up with domestic power struggles—the real problem was its deep-rooted ties to the business elite of Magnolia.

Jeff pressed his lips together, hesitating to answer. He couldn't bring himself to accept, but he didn't dare refuse either.

After a long pause, he finally spoke. "I can't give you an answer right now. Can you give me a few days to think about it?"

Citrine smiled lightly. "It seems you still haven't grasped the reality here, have you? Do you really think you have a choice?"

Jeff looked at her steadily, his tone serious. "Mirage Cay is enmeshed with the capitalists of Magnolia in ways you can't even imagine. You want to sever that black-market chain completely? It's impossible."

Citrine waved off his protest. "That's not your concern. All you need to know is that your sister is with me."

She paused, her voice cool. "And I know you're nothing more than a loyal hound for the people behind all this, just following orders. I don't need you to do much— just follow my lead."noveldrama

This time, Jeff didn't argue.

His sister was all he had left in the world. Years ago, when they'd been dragged to Mirage Cay, the then-ruler of the island had planned to harvest their organs. But Jeff had managed to kill the man, and afterward, he'd called the shadowy powers behind Mirage Cay, bargaining for his sister's freedom. They'd let her go, on one condition: Jeff would work for Mirage Cay, forever.

As Citrine turned to leave, she spoke again. "Jeff, in the next few days, I need you to make sure the people brought to Mirage Cay stay alive."

She hesitated, then added, "Especially Raymond Carmichael. If anything happens to him, I won't be able to keep your sister safe."

Jeff froze for a moment, immediately thinking of the group that had been brought in over the last month. He nodded without hesitation. "Don't worry. I'll make sure of it."

With their agreement in place, Citrine finally set about preparing her next moves.

She hadn't brought so many people just to rescue the victims on Mirage Cay. Her real goal was to bring down the foreign financiers who'd O supported the island's grim trade.

Over the years, Citrine had tracked down the shadowy investors behind Mirage Cay even discovering the true puppet master in charge. Now, all she needed was proof: hard evidence of the organ trafficking taking place on the island.

In a few days, Magnolia's wealthiest families would be gathering for a grand banquet. The very tycoon involved with Mirage Cay would be there. Citrine had already decided: she'd attend the event as the chairwoman of CICI Group.

Her plan was clear.

In the meantime, all she needed to do was let word spread about her overseas

business empire and her impressive achievements.

Just as Citrine predicted, it took less than half a day for newspapers and

television stations, both local and international, to break the news of her identity.

#Reports say the chairwoman of CICI Group recently arrived in Magnolia to inspect her holdings.

#Citrine Carmichael: The Youngest Self-Made Tycoon

#Sources reveal that Citrine's business interests stretch across multiple countries, and what's more, she commands a global network of private investigators.

#Her companies alone number in the hundreds, and her investigators seem to know everything there is to know.

The story spread like wildfire. By the very next day, a representative from Magnolia delivered an invitation to the banquet.

He spoke flawless English, every gesture radiating courtesy and respect. He made it clear how much Citrine's presence was valued, urging her to attend as their honored guest.

Citrine accepted with a gracious smile.