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The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 372
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Chapter 374 Sebastian's usual icy composure had melted away, leaving him looking lost and vulnerable as he turned to his butler.

"Phipps, what's happening to me?" Phipps' brow twitched, but he kept his expression steady. "It's nothing, Sebastian. You've just been working too hard-juggling your job and classes. No wonder you fainted." After a pause, he added, "Listen to me. You really shouldn't keep working outside anymore." Without hesitation, Sebastian shook his head, his face earnest. "I can't. My mom's still in the hospital-she needs the money." Phipps sighed, already knowing argument was futile. "Alright then, but promiseyou won't push yourself too hard. Your mother only has you. If anything were to happen to you, she'd be heartbroken." Sebastian managed a reassuring smile. "Don't worry, Phipps." Then, after a beat, he went on, "Thank you for bringingto the hospital. My mom and I... we've caused you a lot of trouble over the years." Phipps waved him off. "Nonsense. It's the least I can do." Once his IV finished, Sebastian insisted on returning to campus. Phipps couldn't stop him, so he made sure to alert the school staff ahead of time, asking them not to let anything slip.

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After they left, a man in a white coat slipped quietly into the room.

He removed his surgical mask and sat beside Phipps. "How long is this going to go on? Keeping the truth from him isn't a solution. Wouldn't it be better to tell him that his mother passed away years ago?" Phipps's brows drew together in a hard line as he shot the doctor a grim look. "Absolutely not. The young master couldn't handle it. If he suffers another shock, his alter personality could overwhelm him completely." "If that happens, the real Sebastian will be gone for good. He'll be trapped in the pain of being twenty-two forever." Phipps's face grew paler as he spoke.

He looked directly at Saul, the doctor. "This can't go on. It's only a matter of tbefore the truth comes out. You and your team need to find a treatment-one that will make the second personality disappear for good." Saul let out a long sigh but finally nodded. "We'll do everything we can." Meanwhile, Citrine was on her way out for dinner when she spotted a familiar face just outside the dorm.

Sebastian? Her eyes narrowed slightly, but she quickly pretended not to recognize him, walking straight past without a second glance.

She hadn't made it far when Sebastian called after her. Citrine hesitated, then turned around, her expression guarded.

"Citrine." Sebastian stared at her, bewildered.

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He looked at her with confusion. "Why are you looking atlike that?" Remembering how badly their last encounter had ended, Citrine gave a cold, sarcastic smile. "So, your gunshot wound's all healed?" Her tone was sharp, not even trying to sound polite.

Sebastian looked utterly lost. "What are you talking about? What gunshot wound?"

Citrine scrutinized him. There was something different about him m ent about him m compared to last time, but his face was undeniably the same.

She searched his expression, hoping to catch a hint of something om familiar or unfamiliar but found nothing. With a faint frown, she gave him another once-over, head to toe.

Today, Sebastian wore a crisp white shirt and faded blue jeans.

What's changed?

Citrine stared at his face, trying to pinpoint the difference. And then, suddenly she realized what set him apart from the person she'd met before.