The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

On Friday after school, Citrine made sure to tell the Carmichael family's driver not to pick her up.

She'd bought a few things and taken a cab by herself to a private estate in Crestwood.

The place was tucked away in the woods on the edge of town, secluded and almost fortress-like with its heavy security-mysterious and imposing.

As soon as the security staff spotted Citrine approaching, they all nodded respectfully.

"Welcome, Miss. Please, come in."

She gave a polite nod in return and headed inside.

With every step, Citrine felt her heart growing heavier.

She had no idea how she was going to face her grandfather.

If it hadn't been for him-if he hadn't rescued her in America and treated her like his own granddaughter-she wouldn't be the Citrine she was today.

In her previous life, she'd given everything to the Iverson family, barely sparing a thought for her grandfather. In the end, he'd been left disgraced, all because of her.

He'd always been so proud. The shame must have crushed him.

front of the grand old house, wringing her hands

before she could retreat, the

back! The master's been waiting in

of warmth spread through Citrine's chest as she made her

stepped into the living room, she

the sight of her, he visibly

let out a huff, turning his head away

her. She walked over and plopped down beside

leaned in closer with a teasing grin. "Hey, grumpy old

he grumbled,

grandpa, you know. I'm just a lonely old man with no one to care

closer and wrapped her arms around his. "No way. You're my favorite grandpa in

just how

butler watched the two of them with a smile tugging at his lips. The old man might be getting on

when they lived abroad. The butler had

snapped. With a huff, he upended the fruit bowl on the coffee table,

me the truth-was it those vultures from the Iverson

calls right now and

out his

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