The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 94

Regina was seething inside, clenching her teeth in frustration, but she had no choice but to keep it to herself.

"Aunt, let me do it," she said, forcing a polite smile as she approached and took the bowl of soup from Salome's hands.

Sitting skillfully at the edge of the old man's bed, Regina coaxed him gently, "Grandpa, why don't you try a little soup first?"

After a moment, she continued softly, "Please don't be upset. It's Sunday, so maybe Citrine just overslept. I'm sure she didn't mean to miss your visit."

"She just doesn't want to see me," the old man-Weston-huffed, but there was no real anger in his voice.

He might have been annoyed, but remembering that girl had once saved his life, he let the matter drop.

Regina's words, however, made Raymond's expression darken. He shot her a cold, warning look, his tone icy enough to chill the air. "Regina, have you forgotten what I told you last time?"

The threat in his voice was clear, and everyone in the room picked up on it.

felt a shiver run down her spine under his

hated him with every fiber of her being, but she didn't dare cross him. Raymond had little affection even

eyes stayed cold as he looked at her, his mind already

favoritism. He treated them better than his own blood, fueling their ambition and giving them ideas

Carmichaels regarded the siblings as little more than court jesters -nobody

this

and Regina, but he wasn't blind

had left the hospital room, Weston turned to Raymond in

off guard

Weston nodded, albeit reluctantly.

man's attitude toward Citrine, his voice grew colder. "Besides, you never liked her anyway her staying

gave a disgruntled snort, clearly uncomfortable. "When did I ever say

really going to play the victim now?" Raymond almost

of his father-it was the first time he'd seen the old man