The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 153

Ever since their unpleasant conversation the night before, Raymond had noticed that his daughter was clearly avoiding him—or, at the very least, keeping her distance.

Aside from mealtimes, she barely spent any time in the living room.

Raymond had tried to explain himself on several occasions, but she never gave him the chance.

That evening, he planned to finally have a proper talk with her. But just as dinner was about to begin, his phone buzzed-Adler was calling with bad news. There was a serious issue with a client overseas, something complicated enough that Raymond would have to catch a flight out of the country immediately.

Hanging up, he turned to Citrine. "Citrine, something's come up at work. I have to travel abroad for a bit."

She hesitated, remembering how tense he'd looked while on the call. "Is it serious?"

Her concern brought a small smile to his face. "It's nothing I can't handle," he replied, trying to reassure her.

Since joining the Carmichael family, this would be the first time Raymond had to leave

tone. "Not long. I'll be back as soon as I've

of time tugged unexpectedly at his heart. After a moment's silence, he said quietly, "I'm not comfortable leaving you here alone. I'll have you stay at the

though there were housekeepers at home, the idea of her being by

agreed without

ways, insisted on driving her to the manor himself and gave her

passed, and

either being roped into a game of chess with Grandpa Weston or dragged off to go fishing with

be so bad but every time she was about to win, he'd shamelessly try to

her for another

lit up at the sight of her, as if she'd just

again?" Weston's lips tightened in a deep frown. He

say something so cold?" Salome retorted, unfazed. She'd been visiting the manor almost every day to check on her niece, and by now, Weston's grumpiness barely