Chapter 460

"Come on in."

The moment Citrine stepped inside Hilda's house, she froze for a second. The decor felt so familiar, almost like she'd just walked through the front door of her own childhood home.

She had no idea Hilda had deliberately hired someone to recreate the look, thinking Citrine must prefer this style.

Citrine gave Hilda a grateful nod and walked in.

"Sit here." Hilda pulled out a chair for her, eager and attentive.

Citrine didn't stand on ceremony-she sat down right away.

When she looked at the spread on the dining table, she hesitated. "All these dishes..."

"Are they not to your taste?" Hilda suddenly sounded nervous, her hands clenched tightly beneath the table.

Citrine smiled, reassuring her. "No, they're perfect."

If she remembered right, these were the same dishes she'd ordered the last time

they'd eaten together. She was surprised Hilda had remembered.

Citrine could see the relief wash over Hilda's face as soon as she spoke.

some," Hilda urged, her eyes shining

delicious

thinking, Citrine reached for the

popping it into her mouth.

much salt did she put in

own plate yet. She just watched Citrine expectantly. "How is

She forced a laugh

her with a pride that outshone any business

table, picked another vegetable dish,

it was scorching hot-her mouth

in, she tasted

this must be Hilda's first

in Crestwood used

Saunders family, was Crestwood's real society queen. Born with a silver spoon, doted on by her

herself. So, it made

about it, Citrine felt

Hilda reached for

She quickly tried to

was

already put a

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