The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 132

"Just checking if you're dead yet."

Manley barely spared Travis a glance before turning his attention to Citrine.

"Uncle," Citrine greeted him politely.

The way these two interacted was downright bizarre. Citrine suddenly wondered if calling Manley over had been the right decision.

Manley grunted in acknowledgment, then, out of nowhere, asked her, "Why aren't you accepting it?"

Citrine instantly understood what he meant, but for a moment, she didn't know how to reply.

Ever since they'd exchanged numbers, Manley had been sending her two thousand dollars every day. Taking it once was one thing, but accepting it every single time made Citrine uncomfortable—especially since she'd only met this uncle a handful of times.

After a long pause, she finally answered, "Uncle, I haven't even spent the last two thousand you sent me."

"If you can't spend it, try harder. Or just save

at him, a little stunned and not sure if she should laugh or feel awkward. She swallowed and said, "I really don't think I

money," he insisted,

protesting. She decided she'd talk to Raymond about it

watched the two

Citrine, curiosity written all

answer, Manley cut

your broken leg instead of everyone else's affairs." Travis:

sarcasm. Manley was always so stingy with him-he'd get maybe twenty bucks for spending money if he was lucky. Now he

the paternity test himself, he'd start to think he

got home, she told

was taking a drink of water at the time, and nearly spat it

day?" he asked, narrowing his eyes. "Has he lost his

Carmichael family.

uncle isn't exactly a good person. Still, if he's just sending you money, there's probably no harm—you can accept it. But if he