The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 119

Adelina had another meeting to attend, so after dropping off the bags, she didn't linger.

As soon as she left, Citrine stared at the rows upon rows of handbags before her, feeling a headache coming on.

She turned to Salome, her eyes lighting up. "Auntie, why don't you pick a few? Take whichever ones you like," Citrine said, waving her hand generously.

Salome looked at her niece in utter disbelief.

"These are very expensive, Citrine," Salome said, her voice gentle but firm. "The one you gave me is more than enough." She really did love the bag, but these were all rare, designer pieces-far too extravagant to simply give away.

But Citrine just grinned and tugged Salome over. "Don't worry about it, Auntie. Go ahead, pick out your favorites-I still have plenty more at home."

"If you insist, I won't say no," Salome replied, her shock deepening, though she didn't refuse again.

at hand. She didn't spare Regina a glance,

Citrine figured she'd have better luck

just promised.

tone sharpened at

younger generation—never the other way around. This was the first time a junior had

She's a true Carmichael-fearless, like I was at

spread across his face, his eyes gleaming

deathly pale. His voice, though calm, left

She knew how much Weston despised those

what she had agreed to, her lips pressed together, and though she opened her mouth, the words

dropped to her knees before Weston.

are you doing?" Weston's face darkened. Regina might not have been his biological granddaughter, but he'd raised her in his home for years. He had always admired her

eyes reddened as she bowed her head, tears spilling down her cheeks. "Grandpa, I grew up in the Carmichael family. I don't want to leave. I don't want