The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 47

Not only Weston, but everyone of status in the room turned to Citrine in shock.

Without a word, Raymond stepped forward, placing himself protectively between Citrine and the others.

That small gesture alone made it clear just how much he valued his daughter.

A flash of anger flickered in Weston's eyes.

He snapped coldly, "Enough of this nonsense."

"How can you have a daughter when you've never even been married?"

Raymond narrowed his eyes. He understood perfectly well that what angered Weston wasn't the existence of a daughter, but the fact that he'd brought her here, openly acknowledging her as family.

Weston's sharp gaze locked onto Raymond. "Raymond, show this young lady the door."

The old man clearly wanted to pretend none of this had happened.

Of course Raymond saw right through him. Weston simply refused to accept this granddaughter.

disappoint me," the old man barked, his voice ringing with warning

Citrine. Her face was calm, betraying not a

seemed not to care about any

didn't care-it was that she'd long stopped hoping

gaze head-on. "We've already had

voice shot up, his

explode, Weston caught sight of the necklace around Citrine's neck. He shot up from his seat, pointing an accusatory finger

her

Citrine glanced down at her necklace, a suspicion

and unwavering. "She's my

course his daughter deserved the very

think she's worthy? You'd rather give it to her than

mouth," Weston spat,

and son stood off, neither willing to give an

a long

mother," he said flatly. And 'Eternal Devotion' alone is worth

son of his refused to speak of his mother, forbade anyone from mentioning her, let alone touching her belongings. And now he'd handed 'Eternal Devotion'-her most precious heirloom-to