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.

grand old house, wringing her hands so tightly

could retreat, the front

over, ushering her inside. "Miss Citrine, you're back! The master's been waiting in the sitting room since early

Citrine's chest as she made her way down the

stepped into the living room, she saw him—a tall, upright figure sitting alone

sight of her,

he let out a huff, turning

her. She walked over and plopped down

her. Citrine, unfazed, leaned in closer with

manners," he grumbled, still keeping up the

a lonely old man with no one

and wrapped her arms around his. "No way.

how to win

the two of them with a smile tugging at his lips. The old man might

out between them regularly when they lived abroad. The butler had grown used to

eyes brimming with tears, he snapped. With a huff, he upended the fruit bowl on

"Tell me the truth-was it those vultures from the Iverson family? Did

calls right now and teach

out his phone,

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