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 when Raymond didn't

at Citrine. Her face was calm, betraying

seemed not to care

she didn't care-it was

already had a

up, his composure slipping as anger

as he was about to explode, Weston caught sight of the necklace around Citrine's neck. He

gave her

down at her necklace, a suspicion forming in her

voice was steady and unwavering. "She's my daughter. Who else

course his daughter deserved the

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

mouth," Weston spat, humiliated in front of

and son stood off, neither willing

a long silence, Weston

mother," he said flatly.

past, 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 most precious heirloom-to