The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 99

Chapter 100

"Hold it tight and keep it away from me. If it causes trouble again, I'll have to see what dog stew tastes like." Citrine's voice grew even colder as she spoke.

Damn brat.

This time, Quentin gripped the leash firmly, making sure the dog couldn't follow her.

But the mutt just wouldn't settle down, barking insistently in the direction Citrine

had gone.

"Quiet, you ungrateful mutt. Do you even know who your real owner is?" Quentin clamped his hand over the dog's snout.

"She's met you once. What did she give you that's got you so worked up?"

When the barking finally stopped, Quentin tugged gently on the dog's ear and sat down right where Citrine had been moments ago. Mimicking her, he tried to give Biscuit some commands.

"Sit." He gestured the way Citrine had.

Biscuit didn't budge.

"Spin."

Still nothing.

come on," Quentin muttered, exasperated.

since Citrine had suggested hypnotherapy, Raymond had been trying to get in touch with

first, scheduling an appointment proved difficult-Yates kept politely refusing. But as soon as Raymond casually mentioned that Citrine had referred him, Yates' attitude changed

Yates was currently in Havencrest, so

the

extended a hand in greeting. "Good afternoon,

Cooper, nice to meet

brought up Citrine right away. "If Citrine sent

"And you must be someone she

someone was willing to

small talk, so after a few

clearly taken

encountered a case quite like yours. I'd like to try a few sessions of deep hypnosis and see

Raymond's condition had persisted for years. Since medicine hadn't offered any answers,

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