The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 327

At sixteen, the boy was still all innocence—a little like a loyal puppy trailing behind Citrine, uncertain but eager to please.

After stowing her luggage, Citrine glanced at the awkward teenager lingering by the curb and gently called, "Come on, hop in."

Quincy snapped out of his daze and immediately pulled open the car door.

Once his seatbelt was fastened, Citrine pulled away from the curb and headed into the city.

She chose a well-known restaurant for dinner. Inside, Quincy sat stiffly at the edge of his chair, visibly uncomfortable.

His world had always revolved around his sister. Because of his frail health, no other kids wanted to play with him while he was growing up. He'd never had any friends. Apart from his sister, Citrine was the only person he'd ever spent time with alone.

It was his first time out with anyone besides his sister, and nerves were getting the better of him.

Noticing his unease, Citrine smiled, trying to put him at ease. She slid the menu over to him. "Order whatever you like," she offered warmly.

Quincy stared at the menu, eyes widening at the prices. After a moment's hesitation, he pressed his lips together and picked out a few cheap dishes before passing the menu back.

a couple of the restaurant's specialties before handing the menu to

silence, his

his sister and probably inconvenienced her friend as

already here, so why not

food and so many fun places around here. Let

began listing Crestwood's best dishes

worried for his health, had always sheltered him, treating him as if he might break at any moment. Because of this, he'd hardly seen anything of the world beyond his

a flicker of longing appeared

Alongside the simple vegetarian dishes Quincy had chosen, Citrine had ordered

finished eating, it was already late. Citrine drove Quincy to her apartment in Verona Heights—a spacious,

him off at a random hotel, so he

sister must be truly close with

of delicious food, and together they visited the city's famous sights. The two grew comfortable with each other quickly, and Quincy found himself truly

as they drove back, Citrine spoke up

before answering. “I..... I don't want the surgery

not?" Citrine asked, her