The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 514

Mamie gasped, "Oh my goodness, is that who I think it is? That's Obsidian, my absolute favorite!"

Ms. Watkins clutched her chest, her eyes wide. "Oh my, she's even more stunning in person. My heart can't take it-I think it's about to burst!"

Mamie, bold and straightforward as always, didn't hesitate. She grabbed her daughter's hand and set off purposefully toward Citrine. Meanwhile, Ms. Watkins shuffled after them, suddenly shy and a little embarrassed, whispering as they walked.

"Mom, is my makeup smudged?"

"Should I touch up my lipstick?"

From across the room, Citrine noticed the mother and daughter approaching, both grinning from ear to ear. She paused in surprise, but quickly switched to her flawless social smile, greeting them warmly. "Mamie, Ms. Watkins."

At once, Mamie and Odette burst out, voices trembling with excitement, "Obsidian, we're your biggest fans!"

Citrine froze for a moment, caught off guard.

When Citrine didn't answer right away, Mamie grew anxious. "Obsidian, don't you remember us? We're the top two names on your supporter leaderboard!"

Still seeing no recognition, Odette pointed to herself, barely able to contain her excitement. "I'm Ob's Embrace! Don't you remember? I even promoted you all over Twitter!"

Then she gestured to Mamie. "And she's Ob's Pillars! She's been supporting you, too!"

Ob? Ob's Pillars? Ob's Embrace? What kind of nicknames are these? Citrine's eye twitched involuntarily.

armpits definitely aren't black, thank you very

sorry, it didn't click

Ob's Pillars and Ob's Embrace from the website-after all, one had sent her five

women squealed in delight. "We knew you wouldn't forget us! I

while Odette turned to Citrine with pleading eyes. "Would you mind taking a

expected to be asked for pictures at a charity gala, and though she found the whole situation a bit

Immediately, both mother and

photos of Citrine from every angle. When they were satisfied, they crowded around her for selfies, switching up poses again and again. Citrine did her best to keep up, flashing a practiced smile as the impromptu photoshoot dragged

Odette huddled over their phones, giggling and squealing as they

could easily get on her looks alone, but she's got talent

can't take it-I think my heart's about to give

the ballroom,

the

a pop concert, dominating the room for

other guests seemed almost unsettled by

turned as one to look

subtly shielded herself

These two

began

Mamie was the outgoing type, so her antics make

be the quiet, polite one? You'd never guess it

Crestwood knows Ms.