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."

like?" Citrine asked, taking him at his

in concentration, then nodded with conviction. "He likes fruit. Simple,

in his eyes was almost comical, but Citrine believed him. In the end, they each bought a bag of

room, Citrine froze for a split second. "Citrine, come in!" Manley called out, snapping

set her bag of apples on the nightstand.

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

"Wow, could you be any more

"Hospital

after meals." He shot Travis a meaningful look. "Go on then, wash one of the apples Citrine

I bring fruit too?" He rummaged

was about to head to the sink, Manley

a shiver running down his spine despite the sweltering summer heat. “You're ridiculous," he muttered,

I want the

he said, "Hate to