The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 152

"She struggled with severe depression. There was a time she almost ended her own life—if I hadn't intervened, I don't know what would have happened. She's been coming to me for hypnotherapy these past few years. I thought I'd helped her recover. But only a year ago did I realize she was pretending all along. Not only did she never get better-she'd gotten worse. She's clever, Raymond. My hypnosis never worked on her, but she faked being under so convincingly that none of us suspected a thing."

Raymond's pupils contracted sharply. A stabbing pain shot through his chest. When he finally spoke, his voice was rough and hollow. "Do you... know why she's depressed?"

Yates shook his head. "I have no idea. Maybe something happened abroad, or maybe she just lost hope in life. She's the kind of girl who bottles everything up inside. She's guarded, never lets anyone in. I could never get her to talk."

He paused, then looked at Raymond with a hint of encouragement. "But you're her father. Maybe you'll have better luck."

Raymond's hands trembled uncontrollably. No one knew better than him that Citrine didn't trust him at all.

Yates added gently, "Listen, you Carmichaels better treat her like royalty don't make the same mistakes the Iversons did." His tone turned cold at the end.

I'm here, no one

been alone. I doubt she's ever really experienced what it means to have a family. I get the sense

He hadn't planned to share any of this

you," Raymond said sincerely. No matter what, he was

daze and

finally arrived, Citrine had just returned as well. She took one look at him and her eyes widened in

on the spot. "It's nothing. Just a rough day at work." But the moment he saw his daughter, he

some rest," Citrine

turned to head upstairs, then called out to her on impulse, "Citrine, do you

clear eyes instantly turned

looked at Raymond and gave a cold, mocking smile. "What, do you think I'm after