The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 571

Inez and Herschel were almost overwhelmingly warm and welcoming, leaving Citrine unsure how to interact with them.

Still, she accepted the two red envelopes they offered her.

She slipped them into her coat pocket, then made her way over to Hilda as if by instinct.

Falling into her usual role as a doctor, she asked, "How are you feeling today? Any discomfort anywhere?"

Hilda's heart filled with warmth at her daughter's concern.

She smiled, "I feel great, really. No complaints at all."

Being able to see her daughter every day and bask in her care-it was more comfort than she'd ever felt at home. Honestly, she was starting to hope she could stay at the research center a little longer.

But time, as always, moved quickly.

A few days later, both Weston and Raymond had fully recovered from the flu. Citrine handled their discharge paperwork and arranged for them to be sent home.

The following week, Hilda was discharged as well.

Every day, thousands lined up at the research center

collapsing, their organs under threat. For these people, the hospital stay was the least of their worries; what truly crushed them was the astronomical cost of

carrying her unconscious child in her arms. She didn't have a cent in her

it through the doors before security

need to register at reception

pause, she finally

begging you save my child. He's burning up, he's already passed out. If this

guard looked uncomfortable. "I'm sorry, ma'am, but that's not my decision

into tears, her

Citrine happened

slightly and stepped forward. "What's going

and greeted her with respect.

Citrine nodded.

"Ms. Sterling, this lady's child has the flu, but

addressed Citrine, the woman looked up at

Citrine and,

Ms. Sterling,

the woman to her feet. "Please, ma'am, there's no need for that. Get up. I can't accept