The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 209

The next morning, after freshening up, Citrine picked out a dress for Amelia from the walk-in closet.

"Wilma took your clothes to be washed. Wear this one instead." She held the dress up to Amelia, comparing it against her frame, then nodded approvingly. "Looks great on you."

Amelia's eyes lit up at the sight of the dress, but the excitement faded almost instantly.

She asked hesitantly, "Citrine, is this dress really expensive?"

"Don't worry about it. It's not expensive at all," Citrine replied honestly. She'd

bought this dress herself; it had only cost a few dozen dollars.

Knowing how Amelia could be, Citrine had deliberately chosen something simple, not wanting her friend to feel like a burden.

"Thank you, Citrine." Relieved by the answer, Amelia went to change.

The Lawsons didn't have much money, and Amelia had never owned a pretty dress. Most of her clothes were the kind you could wear year-round-long sleeves and jeans, nothing fancy.

This was her very first time wearing a dress, and she felt awkward, almost embarrassed. She looked at Citrine uncertainly. "How do I look?"

really suit you," Citrine said with a

finished getting ready,

on the couch, watching the morning news. When he saw Citrine, he immediately stood up and asked

Citrine's father up close, and she suddenly

TV

in Havencrest. Stiffening her back, Amelia bowed deeply, nearly ninety degrees. "Good morning, sir. I'm Citrine's friend.

startled and hurried to pull

Citrine's friend, you're always welcome here. You're not intruding at

sir," Amelia

Amelia to

a production set, and

two crew members approached

"Good morning, Obsidian."

"Hello, Obsidian."

replied with

did I hear that right? They called you Obsidian?" She stared at Citrine, wide-eyed in

that's because I am