NovelXXXChapter 416 "Looks like the idiot finally showed up." Citrine paused her movie with an annoyed sigh, grabbed her phone, and called the police. Once she hung up, she slipped on her headphones and stretched out on the couch, perfectly at ease.
Outside, Theo was pounding on the front door like a madman. Standing next to him, Hastings lit a cigarette, watching but making no move to intervene.
Half an hour went by, but Citrine never cto the door.
Just then, a group of police officers in uniform strode up.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Stop right there! What do you think you're doing? Breaking into someone's his illegal." One of the officers stepped in, halting Theo's frantic banging.
Theo shot them a look of utter disdain and snarled, "My sister's in the hospital because of her-she nearly died. She needs a blood transfusion right now. We're just here to make her help. That's not too much to ask, is it?" As he finished, the door suddenly swung open.
Citrine stood there in a thin sweater, meeting the officers with polite composure. "First of all, I didn't hurt his sister. She did it to herself, and I have proof. Secondly, I'd be happy to show you." Theo gave a harsh laugh, clearly unmoved. "Yeah, right. Like my sister would hurt herself on purpose-she's not an idiot." Citrine nodded, a satisfied little smile on her lips. "Actually, you got that right- your sister really is an idiot." "You-" Theo's face twisted with anger. For a moment, he was at a loss for words.
Seeing the tension, one of the officers frowned. "Alright, all three of you need to cdown to the station with us. Let's get this cleared up." Citrine didn't object. Theo and Hastings, desperate to get that blood transfusion, were quick to agree.
Theo snorted. "Let's see how cocky you are once we get to the station." Citrine ignored him, giving the officers a courteous nod before stepping back inside to grab her things. She didn't bother changing-just closed the door behind her and followed them out.
It was freezing outside. Hastings glanced at Citrine, noticing she was still in just that thin sweater. Without a word, he shrugged off his coat and draped it over her shoulders.
Theo watched the exchange, irritation prickling under his skin. He couldn't help muttering, "We're in the middle of a crisis, and you're flirting? Seriously, Hastings? Grow up." He couldn't stop himself from snapping, "How can you still be fawning over her like slovesick puppy? She's poison, man." Hastings ignored him. All his focus was on Citrine. Ever since Kali's accident, something about her felt different, and beneath it all, he was a little afraid.
Citrine let Hastings put the coat around her shoulders. It was still warm from his body heat, comforting in the biting cold. She smirked, eyes flashing with contempt. With a flick of her finger, she hooked the coat and dropped it on the ground, clearly unimpressed.
Hastings' face fell. "Citrine, don't be ridiculous. It's freezing out here f ridiculous. It like that, you'll you go around catch a cold." His tone was gentle, almost like he was scolding a child.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmCitrine turned, meeting his gaze with a wicked grin. Her voice was sharp, full of impatience. "Quit dumping your stuff on me. It's filthy." "Citrine?" Hastings stared at her, wounded. He'd never seen her look so cold.
Her eyes were icy, her words intentionally cruel, Seeing, Hastings hurt only made her more pleased.
She pressed on, "You makesick, Hastings. I thought you were different from the others." The disgust in her voice left Hastings frozen in place, stunned.
A few steps away, the officers exchanged baffled looks.
"What the hell is going on with these three?" one of them muttered.
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