The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 275

Without a second thought, Raymond said, "If they really want to work with us, they'll reschedule for tomorrow morning. If not, forget it."

His words hung in the air as he shot a warning look at Adler. "Listen up, Adler. No matter how urgent the work is, nothing takes priority over my daughter. In my book, everything comes after Citrine."

"Yes, sir. I understand," Adler replied at once, hurrying off to carry out Raymond's orders.

A few minutes later, with the invitation finally in hand, Raymond rushed over in a fluster.

Inside, Citrine was seated beside Weston, chatting with him as they watched the show. When the two of them spotted Raymond, both their eyes went wide in surprise.

"What are you doing here?" Weston and Citrine blurted out at the same time.

Raymond ignored his father. He looked at his daughter, his tone softening. "Of course I'd be here for Citrine's big moment."

Then, with a scowl, he turned to Weston and spoke as if it was the most natural thing in the world. "Dad, you should move over."

your mind? You're telling your own father to give

When I die, do I have to give you my spot in the family plot too?" Weston was so worked up he could hardly believe his

replied matter-of-factly, as if his logic was flawless. “I'm Citrine's father.

him,

This seat suits me just fine, thank

at the two of

seat, thinking that would be enough -never expecting her dad to show up

she had a headache. While the two "children" argued, Citrine slipped away and found her teacher, asking for another slip of paper. She taped

she finished, she turned to her squabbling relatives. "Stop fighting. There's another seat right here with your

and finally took his seat, ready to watch

poetry recitation group

up to

a group of students from the neighboring language high school

be top-notch? These speeches are brutal-one's worse than the last. Don't they have anyone left

could