The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 105

Citrine watched quietly as Sawyer walked away, her long, dark lashes casting shadows over the sadness in her eyes.

Maybe, once upon a time, Sawyer had truly felt something for her, even though she was only his adopted daughter. But everything changed after that fire years ago. Since then, Sawyer had kept his distance, always a little wary around her. No bond, no matter how strong, could withstand suspicion for long. Over time, whatever affection he'd once had curdled into something colder, something... barely there.

By now, whatever scraps of feeling Sawyer still held for her meant nothing— especially when weighed against his own interests or his real daughter.

Across the room, Weston's eyes gleamed with satisfaction, his booming laughter ringing out over the crowd. He looked at Citrine with newfound admiration, his pride obvious.

"Well now, that's some spirit. You really are a true Carmichael."

But Citrine didn't seem the least bit grateful for his praise.

She gave Weston a wry, almost mocking smile. "Funny. Not long ago, you wouldn't even admit I was a Carmichael."

off guard, sputtering for a moment before he finally managed to retort, "You—! Why do you hold onto grudges like that,

bluntly. Not even a hint

Raymond. "Weren't you planning to talk with the CICI Group's representative

awkward and disgruntled, his face darkening

in his expression. "How did you know I wanted to

truly hadn't expected Citrine

be at any disadvantage. In fact,

mysteriously. "Let's just say I

she wanted to secure the Carmichaels as her own business

enough, maybe The Carmichael Group would realize it made more sense to

moment later, Citrine spoke up. "Why don't I introduce you to CICI Group's

eyes widened, his expression a mix

Why wouldn't she?