The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 64

Citrine agreed without a second thought.

"I'll let HR know, and just so you're aware, our company has an employee assistance program. If an employee or their family gets sick, or someone's expecting a baby, or there's any kind of family emergency, you can always apply for support from us."

"Thank you, Miss Carmichael." Carlotta's eyes filled with tears instantly, and before she could stop herself, they spilled over-like pearls slipping off a broken string.

All these years, no matter how hard things got, she'd never shed a single tear. But now, faced with such genuine kindness, Carlotta simply couldn't hold it in.

Citrine saw her crying and, for a moment, felt completely at a loss.

Awkwardly but sincerely, she reached out and dabbed at Carlotta's tears, trying to comfort her despite her lack of experience. "Don't worry, your brother's going to be okay. And if you need anything, just ask me. Really-anything at all."

"Thank you so much, Miss Carmichael." Carlotta could barely find the words.

"Please, call me Citrine. 'Miss Carmichael' makes me feel ancient," Citrine said with a wry smile, feeling like she'd aged ten years just hearing the title.

"Thank you, Citrine."

this had become one of the rare, genuinely happy days in her life. Even the bleak days before seemed

afternoon, Citrine headed home.

evening, after dinner, Citrine did something out of the

of the year. But even though

would drift toward the front door, her

been quietly observing her, and

was both adorable

not missing him," Citrine

of course.

Citrine: "..."

back anymore. Gathering her courage, she finally asked, "Ismael, why hasn't

as she hated to admit it, she had to face the strange emptiness she'd been feeling in

the ways Raymond had been good to her, a sour ache welled up inside

old manor without saying goodbye,

realization hit her

Weston was

more she thought about it, the more convinced