The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 151

In the end, Yates refused to hypnotize Raymond again.

Seeing that Yates wouldn't budge, Raymond had no choice but to suppress his anxiety and get up from the reclining chair.

"What did you dream about just now?" Yates asked, his expression grave as he watched Raymond.

Raymond didn't answer, but Yates seemed to figure it out anyway. Instead of pressing further, he took a seat across from Raymond and changed the subject with casual small talk.

"By the way, I never asked-what's your relationship with Citrine?" Yates had meant to bring it up the last time, but things had been too hectic.

Now seemed as good a time as any to get to know his patient a little better.

"Citrine?" Raymond picked up on the familiar way Yates referred to her. His gaze suddenly sharpened as he sized Yates up, countering, "And what's your relationship with Citrine?"

"Well, it's definitely closer than yours," Yates shot back with a crooked smile. "We've known each other for years. I'm not just her brother, I'm-" He cut himself off abruptly.

it when he talked about her personal life.

Raymond pressed, frowning

hand over his mouth as if he'd never

that Yates had no intention of explaining,

you?" Yates asked, leaning forward. "What's

with pride.

Isn't Citrine the Iversons' daughter? Since when does she have a biological father in the picture?" He knew a bit about the Iversons and their

than ever, fueling the bitter anger in his eyes. "The Iversons? They're nothing.

Yates muttered. He'd heard enough about how the Iversons treated Citrine to

in, studying Raymond's features. There was a definite resemblance-enough that denying their connection

Want to see a paternity test?" Raymond sneered, clearly resenting the

waved him off. "No, no, that

that, the light banter faded. Yates's expression turned stern, and his tone carried an unmistakable warning. "Since you're her real dad, I expect you to treat Citrine right.