The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

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.

of the family began

soon as he saw the rich luster and fine grain

his fingers over the chess pieces, feeling immediately

at Raymond. "Where did she get something like this? I heard the auction house's owner kept it for himself; it was never

his head, equally stunned. "Citrine handled

confusion, Weston

laptop from CICI Group—one that hadn't even hit the market yet. His usual stern expression softened, a rare flicker of

aside. Ever since his accident, his moods had grown increasingly unpredictable, but the Carmichaels were used to

to the gathering, and with

Carmichael family looked pleased-everyone except Vicente and Regina, who

only after all the gifts had been handed out that Citrine seemed

brow, putting on a 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 you?" Years of watching Jeanette work her manipulative magic

a glance, both instantly understanding what was