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.

the old man barked, his voice ringing with warning

face was calm, betraying not a hint of

seemed not to care about any of

Raymond knew better; it wasn't that she didn't care-it

Raymond straightened, meeting Weston's gaze head-on. "We've already had a DNA test. She is,

voice shot up, his composure slipping as

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

gave her

glanced down at her necklace, a suspicion forming in her

my

his daughter deserved the

think she's worthy? You'd rather give it to her than to those women you keep hidden away?"

mouth," Weston spat, humiliated in front

and son stood off, neither

after a long silence,

flatly. And 'Eternal Devotion' alone is worth

of his mother, forbade anyone from mentioning her,