The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Raymond sat alone in the empty living room, his mind wandering. He suddenly remembered that, back at the office, the kid had always been on her own.

She must have felt scared, right?

For a moment, he'd actually wanted to press her, to demand exactly where she'd gone. But he forced himself to let it go.

After all, to her, they were little more than strangers bound by paperwork. If he started interrogating her now, she'd probably end up resenting him.

Still, Raymond couldn't help but worry. He dialed Adler's number.

At that very moment, Adler was tangled up with his girlfriend, their goodbyes dragging out with reluctant kisses. Just as things got heated, his phone buzzed on the nightstand, making both of them jump.

The interruption instantly killed the mood. Adler's girlfriend groaned, "Who the hell is it?"

Adler glanced at the screen, jaw clenched. "Damn corporate overlord," he muttered under his breath, the light in his eyes flickering out.

He groaned, half to himself, "I swear I'm quitting tomorrow. I'm done with this."

But as he grumbled, his body betrayed him he was already pulling his shirt back

on.

A few seconds later, he answered the call, suddenly all meek politeness. "Hello, Mr. Carmichael."

dripped with

said curtly, then hung up without waiting for a

hour later, Adler called

Citrine went to Crestwood. Beyond that, I

his expression growing

someone must have gone out of their way to

Citrine came home, she found Raymond stretched out on

realized his eyes were

illness. "Raymond?" Citrine poked him, calling his name softly,

the back of her hand to

"Damn, he's burning up."

he been like

on holiday this week, so the only ones home were the two

she saw the thermometer nearly hit 104, she quickly gave him one of her

from the bedroom and tucked it snugly around him on the couch, then dampened a towel

headed to the kitchen to make some

never given her an allowance. Whenever Sawyer was

cook for her, and no one

for herself in the

managed to coax only half a

on him, Citrine simply grabbed a blanket and camped

broken. The fog in his head had

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