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.

the rest of the family began opening theirs

fine grain of the pieces, his expression shifted from surprise to disbelief. "This... this is the centerpiece from the Magnolia States Auction

ran his fingers over the chess pieces, feeling immediately that they were

something like this? I heard the auction house's owner kept it for himself; it was never for

shook his head, equally stunned. "Citrine handled all the gifts

confusion, Weston

that hadn't even hit the market yet. His usual stern expression softened, a rare flicker of delight crossing his

accident, his moods had

it to the gathering, and with

and Regina, who were

been handed out that Citrine seemed

gifts for you two. You're not mad at me, are you?" Years of watching Jeanette work her manipulative magic had taught Citrine a thing or two, and

Regina exchanged a glance, both instantly understanding what was