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.

the Carmichael bloodline, and since Raymond insisted on bringing her back into the fold,

speaking, the rest of the family, seated on the sofas, turned their eyes to Citrine in

began the introductions in order. "This is your aunt,

glanced at the gentle-looking woman on the sofa and the broad-

the old man turned his gaze to his second

this is your

looked at the handsome man, momentarily taken

face pale as

life-he'd been in a wheelchair then, too. "Uncle,"

replied, returning her smile. For a fleeting moment, a flicker

"Didn't expect someone like you to have such a charming

know what Manley was up to, but he was well aware of his brother's

stare. "Don't get any ideas about my daughter. Or you'll

Is this how family should behave?" Weston barked,