The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 214

Over the years, Regina had paraded around with the Carmichael name, basking in the spotlight, while the real Carmichael heir was left in the shadows, ridiculed and dismissed by everyone.

The moment Citrine finished speaking, several guests who knew the inside story turned to Regina, their expressions a mix of curiosity, disdain, and schadenfreude.

"She's just something the Carmichaels picked up off the street, acting like she's somebody. Since when do strays get to compete with the family?"

"The actual Carmichael heir didn't even bother showing up, but look at her, tagging along like a lost puppy. Shameless, isn't she?"

"Trying to take over someone else's place, and she really thinks she belongs."

One sneer after another. More and more contemptuous glances landed on Regina, making her wish she could sink into the floor and disappear.

"You..." She hadn't expected Citrine to say something so cutting, and, worse, she had no way to argue back. The words stuck in her throat, making her chest tight with frustration.

lips quivering as she looked at Weston with pleading eyes, hoping he'd defend

she wanted. His face was cold as

had interacted earlier, and now he frowned, disappointment plain in his eyes

truly grown up

to bring her to the party because she'd grown up by his side; he'd wanted to give her another chance.

on Weston's face, Regina fell silent, lips pressed tight

gaze to Citrine, her eyes

only just come back, and already Grandpa was showing such blatant favoritism. She's nothing but a pretty face-what right

jealousy and anger boiled over, and in that instant, her

the banquet began, Elbert

their seats, Weston Carmichael and Elbert, old friends, finally sat down to

his expression softened. "Regina, it's been ages since you visited me," he said, sounding

and slipped her arm through Elbert's, her tone sweet and familiar. "Mr. Elbert, I've just been busy with classes lately, that's all. Please don't be mad-I'll