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.

his voice

glanced back at Citrine. Her face was calm, betraying

not to care

knew better; it wasn't that she didn't care-it was that she'd long stopped hoping for anything

straightened, meeting Weston's gaze head-on. "We've already had a

Weston's voice shot up, his composure slipping

neck. He shot up from his seat, pointing an accusatory finger at her, his

gave her 'Eternal

down at her necklace, a suspicion forming in her

was steady and unwavering. "She's my daughter. Who else would I give it

daughter deserved the

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

spat,

son stood off, neither willing to give an

after a long silence, Weston

flatly. And 'Eternal Devotion' alone

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