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."

Uncle Manley like?" Citrine asked, taking

frowned in concentration, then nodded with conviction. "He likes fruit. Simple, healthy, and not expensive. That's all he

believed him. In the end, they each bought a

split second. "Citrine, come in!" Manley called out,

her bag of apples on the nightstand. "Uncle Manley, I brought you

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

eyes. "Wow, could you be

on, "Hospital food is

little fruit after meals." He shot Travis a meaningful look. "Go

bring fruit too?" He rummaged in

head to the sink, Manley gave a derisive snort. "I don't

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

matter. I want the one Citrine

"Hate