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.

Raymond insisted on bringing her back into the fold, Weston would give her the

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

in order. "This is your aunt, and beside her

woman on the sofa and the

them, the old man turned his gaze to his

this is

the handsome

face pale as parchment, as if he

remembered him from her previous life-he'd been in a wheelchair then, too. "Uncle," Citrine said, offering

For a fleeting moment, a flicker of emotion crossed his dark

"Didn't expect someone like

to, but he was well aware

stare. "Don't get any ideas about

family should behave?" Weston