The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 460

Chapter 462

At that moment, Citrine didn't pick up on the true meaning behind Hilda's question; she simply assumed her mother was making casual conversation.

She shook her head. "No, the Carmichaels have a housekeeper. They don't need me to help out."

Hilda looked unconvinced, suspecting her daughter might be covering for the Carmichaels. Still, she chose not to press further.

Instead, Hilda made a mental note to visit the Carmichael family herself when she had the time.

Having Hilda pitch in really sped things up.

In the end, Citrine cooked six dishes and a soup, and the two of them sat down to eat together.

"Try some," Citrine said, handing Hilda a fork.

The meal looked delicious, but it was the aroma that made it irresistible.

Hilda's stomach had been growling for ages. She wasted no time spearing a piece of food and popping it into her mouth.

It was delicious-so much better than she had expected. Her eyes went wide in delight as she turned to Citrine. "This is amazing! Even better than Nathalie's cooking at home."

replied, a hint of

face, Citrine felt a quiet sense of

word, she nudged a few more dishes toward her

an appetite-she never had—and after just one bowl of rice, she was already full.

she was completely satisfied did Hilda finally head downstairs,

made a

him that President Saunders of C.

the Carmichael Group and C. Corp. What on earth was President

composure, Raymond immediately

been several weeks since they last saw each other,

shake the nagging feeling that she harbored some inexplicable hostility toward

that he cared much

glance

extremely busy. What brings you to the Carmichael Group? Unless I'm mistaken,

on the sofa in Raymond's office, and crossed her legs with

a business call-I'm not here to

shop." isn't

from her, his lips curling into a thin, almost

business could we

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