The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 228

As soon as Citrine finished speaking, she didn't give the siblings a chance to respond. She turned on her heel and walked away.

No sooner had she left than Leila and Truman erupted into a fierce argument.

Leila collapsed onto the curb, looking utterly defeated. She glared at Truman, voice trembling with anger. "Truman, aren't you supposed to be so persuasive? Why didn't you beg her just now? Oh, right—it's all about your pride, isn't it? You're too dignified to ask for help. Can't you think about Grandpa for once instead of yourself?"

Truman's face darkened. "Leila, do you have any idea how foolish you just sounded? Has that fancy school of yours-what is it, Blackridge Academy- scrambled your brains? Couldn't you see she never intended to help us in the first place?"

Leila swiped at her tears and shot Truman a murderous look. "Don't think I don't know what's going on in your head. You don't really want to help Grandpa get the medicine, do you?"

Truman stiffened, and his glare was as sharp as a knife. "What the hell are you talking about?"

Leila suddenly laughed a brittle, bitter sound. "I knew it. All you care about is getting Grandpa's shares. You'd never sincerely help him. Can't you wait just a little longer? Even if Grandpa's still alive, he's old. How many peaceful years do you think he has left?"

across the face. "Shut your mouth. Don't you

call from Manley. Wanting to avoid making her uncomfortable, he

to meet her-he'd asked Manley

noticed a man sitting on the sofa-handsome, refined,

couldn't quite explain, Citrine felt an instinctive

her and made the introductions. "Citrine, this

whispered, "He's Elbert's son. He's only here about his father. Citrine, do whatever you feel is right-don't

learning Citrine had been mistreated at the Jensen household, Manley had lost all goodwill toward them. Phelps, though, was his childhood friend-his only true friend, really. If Phelps hadn't practically begged,

loyalty, after all, lay firmly

guessed as much and

room and

Uncle Manley's friend. Please, call me