The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 263

After meeting with Patten Reed, Citrine finally headed to Manley's hospital room.

The moment she stepped inside, her eyes fell on a mountain of fruit piled high in the corner-clearly it had been sitting there for days.

She couldn't help but recall the scene from an hour earlier at the grocery store with Travis.

Citrine had been staring helplessly at a shelf full of health supplements, uncertain what to buy. With a sigh, she turned to Travis for help. "Hey, what does Uncle Manley actually like to eat? Should we buy him something special?"

Travis glanced at the box of supplements in her hand, then looked up at the price tag-four digits.

Without hesitation, he took the box from her and put it right back on the shelf.

Citrine stared at him, confused.

Travis shook his head earnestly. "Trust me, my dad hates this stuff. No need to waste your money."

does Uncle Manley like?" Citrine

likes fruit. Simple, healthy, and not expensive.

believed him. In the end, they each bought a

seeing the fruit mountain in Manley's room, Citrine froze for a split second. "Citrine, come in!"

a smile, she set her bag of apples on

a moment, then flashed a perfectly convincing smile and nodded. "Fruit, my favorite! You know me

his eyes. "Wow, could

"Hospital food is so bland. I really

Travis a meaningful look. "Go on then, wash one of

let out a long sigh. "Didn't I bring fruit too?" He rummaged

the sink, Manley gave a derisive snort. "I don't want yours.

the sweltering summer heat. “You're ridiculous," he muttered, exasperated. "We bought them from the same store, from

"Doesn't matter. I want

out laughing in disbelief. Gritting his teeth, he said, "Hate to break it to