The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 113

Chapter 114

A sharp scream cut through the air, finally pulling Citrine's gaze away from her.

Everyone in the Carmichael family—including Weston-turned to see where the noise had come from.

"Oh my God, that's a one-of-a-kind JR bag!" Salome was nearly in tears from excitement. She'd always adored this particular purse, but it was a limited edition from JR—priced at over eight million dollars, and not something you could buy just because you had the money.

"Honestly, you're embarrassing," Weston muttered, frowning at Salome with clear disdain.

"Dad, you don't get it! This bag is impossible to get!" Salome was so overjoyed that for once, she wasn't even afraid of Weston's displeasure.

"Citrine, how on earth did you get this?" Salome whispered in stunned awe.

"A friend helped me out," Citrine replied honestly. What she didn't mention was that the owner of JR hadn't even charged her for it.

unwrapping her gift, the rest of

soon as he saw the rich luster and fine grain of the pieces, his

feeling immediately that they were nothing

shot a furtive glance at Raymond. "Where did she get something like this? I heard the auction house's

"Citrine handled

their confusion, Weston

even hit the market yet. His usual stern expression softened, a rare flicker of

had grown increasingly

hadn't made it to the gathering, and

pleased-everyone except Vicente and Regina, who were squished into

gifts had been handed out that Citrine seemed to notice the

look of exaggerated regret. "Oh, I'm so sorry I think I forgot to bring gifts for you two. You're not mad at me, are

both

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