The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 110

Section Two.

Clifford watched from the back of the hall, his gaze drifting as Citrine stood on stage, radiant under the spotlight.

It was hard to believe how much she'd changed in just a few months.

He could still remember when Citrine was considered a nobody, clueless and unremarkable.

As Clifford drifted off in thought, someone nudged his arm.

"Hey, what's going on?" Laird asked, sounding irritated. "Didn't Jeanette swear she'd take first place this time? So why is Citrine still at the top?" Laird had always clashed with Citrine, and after watching her hog the spotlight for several contests in a row, he couldn't help but voice his frustration.

Clifford let out a sigh. "There's been some trouble with the Iverson family lately. Jeanette... well, she must've been distracted, that's why she didn't do her best."

Just thinking about the Iverson family's recent troubles brought a shadow to Clifford's face.

crisis—his father and older brother had been so

the last in the family to learn that Citrine was actually Raymond's biological daughter. Before that, he and Jeanette

feeling conflicted and confused. He couldn't understand why Citrine had aligned herself with the Carmichaels against the

ceremony, Citrine received a scholarship notification-ten thousand dollars. She was so thrilled that when she got home that afternoon, she did something unheard of: she polished off two

Citrine was usually picky about food, rarely ate meat, and barely finished half a plate. Her enthusiasm

in my year," Citrine blurted out, unable to hide her delight. Her eyes

saw her this joyful. Even at home, when she smiled at him, there was always a trace of distance, as if her happiness was

warmly. "But you always

reality,

pride. His daughter was simply born to

meal. "It's different this time. I broke

of the prize, her eyes lit up even

really

hesitated, then answered

her own fate. People could change, but money never