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

Citrine. Her face was calm, betraying

to care about any of

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

straightened, meeting Weston's gaze head-on. "We've already had a DNA test. She is, without a

voice shot up, his composure slipping as

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

her 'Eternal

down at her necklace, a suspicion forming in

was steady and unwavering. "She's my

his daughter deserved the

swept over Citrine, his fury barely contained. "You think she's worthy? You'd rather give it

Weston spat, humiliated

son stood off, neither willing to give

a long silence, Weston

mother," he said flatly.

this 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