The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 11

**At The Sterling Room.**

"Mr. Carmichael, welcome!"

Manager Larkin hurried over at a brisk trot, his attitude nothing short of reverent.

His eyes immediately landed on the person standing behind Raymond. The girl was strikingly beautiful-so much so that Larkin couldn't help but steal a few extra glances before catching himself. Realizing his lapse in professionalism, he quickly lowered his gaze and pretended not to have noticed.

President Carmichael had never brought a woman here before, and with how at ease the girl seemed, Larkin couldn't help but speculate about their relationship.

Raymond, catching the direction of his thoughts, shot him a cold glance and offered a rare explanation. "She's my daughter."

Larkin nearly broke into a cold sweat as he realized his mistake. Desperate to recover, he blurted out, "Of course, I should have known. She takes after you so much, Mr. Carmichael."

Mortified by his earlier assumptions, he felt his nerves fray, completely unaware that a sheen of sweat had appeared on his brow.

Luckily, Raymond seemed disinterested in making a scene.

Citrine shot Raymond a surprised look. She hadn't expected him to acknowledge her as his daughter in front of others.

Larkin quickly turned to her and apologized, "Ms. Carmichael, I'm terribly sorry for my rudeness just now."

Citrine replied

hadn't

best view in the house, Larkin

here, one only had to look up to see a blanket of stars-no wonder The Sterling

they were here together. No one would have guessed that the same two who had exchanged such

like," Raymond said naturally, sliding the menu

picked it up and made a few

said, passing the menu

glanced at her choices, then looked up at her.

nodded, a little

No

meat dishes to the order himself before handing

Citrine sticking only to the

and sour pork," he said, and before

the meat, her stomach churning. She hesitated but steeled herself to take small, polite bites,

and Raymond never spoke while eating. Citrine, for her part, was

restraint of old aristocracy-elegant, dignified, almost mesmerizing to watch. With both of them being exceptionally good-looking,

the tranquility

accompanied by Norton, strode in, immediately spotting a

two, she suddenly felt full. Their presence was enough to ruin