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.

matter at hand. She didn't spare Regina a glance, instead focusing on

in the Carmichael family was Weston. Citrine figured she'd have better luck getting answers

heard what Regina just promised. Will she

sharpened at

laying down the law for the younger generation—never

it. She's a true

his face, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "Of course. A

turned to Regina, whose face had gone deathly pale. His voice, though calm, left no room for argument. "Regina, do you have anything

utterly miserable. She knew how much Weston

thought about what she had agreed to, her lips pressed

Regina dropped to her knees before

he'd raised her in his home for years. He had always admired her pride and fire. Now, seeing

down her cheeks. "Grandpa, I grew up in the Carmichael family. I don't want to leave. I don't want to leave