The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 66

Could it be that Raymond's already been discharged from the hospital?

Lying in bed, Raymond immediately looked toward the door as soon as he heard the voices.

When he spotted Citrine, he instinctively grabbed the nearest pillow and lobbed it at Calvin.

"You old fool, what the hell are you saying? Get out!" Raymond's eyes darkened as he recalled what Calvin had just been saying to Citrine a moment before.

Calvin caught the flying pillow and glanced back and forth between the two of them, suddenly piecing it all together.

"So this is your daughter!"

Calvin, who rarely knew the meaning of embarrassment, now wished the ground would swallow him up as he remembered the nonsense he'd been spouting just moments ago.

"Come on in," he said, scratching his head awkwardly, his voice tinged with

unease.

After speaking, he shot a cautious look at Raymond.

Raymond ignored him completely, apparently worried that Calvin might be a bad influence on his daughter.

now, his entire attention was

mind him he never knows when to keep his

even so, Citrine could tell from their banter that these two

into the room and offered

nodded back in

friend and private doctor. Just call him

Calvin," Citrine said, sensing no ill intent

mine," Calvin replied, giving her

stealing a glance at Raymond-so

friend-and wondered how the

and Raymond was more than a

get here?" he asked, sitting up in bed, his tone

Ismael—he told me you were sick, so

composure, not the least bit guilty about selling Ismael

nourishing soup and some sides

not he believed her excuse. Citrine let out a quiet

setting up the hospital's overbed table and adjusting it

unwell at the moment,

by how deftly Citrine handled

asked, feeling awkward about letting her fuss

simply, not