The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 56

Raymond's brow furrowed, clearly displeased. "Citrine is my daughter-of course she belongs here. If you don't want her around, I'll take her home myself."

Weston was left speechless by his son's retort. He simply snorted, then said nothing more.

Raymond turned to his daughter, his expression softening with concern. "Don't pay any attention to your grandfather, Citrine. He's old-his words aren't always the kindest."

"I know. I'm not bothered by him," Citrine replied with a faint smile.

Truth be told, Citrine didn't care about Weston's attitude. She hadn't come here to win his approval, and whether he liked her or not was none of her concern.

Weston: ...He was still right here, wasn't he? Did this father and daughter think he was invisible?

There was still some time before the family dinner, but nearly everyone had already arrived.

Weston gathered the family together and began by introducing Citrine.

still part of the Carmichael bloodline, and since Raymond insisted on bringing her back into the fold, Weston would give her the

he finished speaking, the rest of the family, seated on the

"This is your aunt, and beside her is

the gentle-looking woman on the sofa and the broad- shouldered man next to her,

old man turned his

this is

handsome

a wheelchair, his face pale as parchment, as if he hadn't seen the sun in

wheelchair then, too. "Uncle," Citrine said, offering him

smile. For a fleeting moment, a flicker of emotion crossed his dark eyes, but it

shot Raymond a sly, amused look. "Didn't expect someone like you to have such a charming

up to, but he was well

any ideas about my daughter. Or you'll

should behave?" Weston barked, cutting off their