Chapter 583

Everyone was left speechless by Ingrid's bold move.

After seeing Ingrid take so many selfies with Citrine, Jane and Lisa exchanged a glance, unwilling to be outdone. "Citrine, we want a picture with you too!" they

chimed in, grinning.

The two of them rushed over, flanking Citrine on either side as they snapped their own set of photos.

Once everyone had their turn, Raymond stepped forward to corral the group toward the backyard. "All of you are my daughter's friends just relax and have fun. The Carmichael family isn't big on formalities."

Ingrid, ever the social butterfly, flashed him a bright smile. "Don't worry, Mr. Carmichael. We plan on making ourselves right at home."

chuckled and handed Citrine the

make them feel awkward, Raymond arranged for Weston and the rest of the parents to play cards in the living room after cake. He made a point of leaving the younger crowd to

the hospital lately. She was only eighteen, an age meant for carefree fun, but his precious daughter had thrown herself into work without a second thought. As a

friends were gathered around the grill. Travis, along with Sylvan and the other guys, had taken it upon themselves to handle all the skewers and grilling, happily serving

ages, had misty eyes from the moment Citrine walked in. Her biggest regret in life was choosing to attend Havencrest University. If only she'd applied to Crestwood, she

She knew she should be happy that Citrine was making new friends, but instead,

Citrine, looping her arm through Citrine's and leaning in. "Citrine I've missed you so much. If I'd known, I would've gone to Crestwood too-then I'd

too. But hey, once you graduate, you could always move to Crestwood. Then we could see each other all the

that, no matter where she was, she'd follow Citrine. Her parents had never cared much for her-Citrine was the only person in

were chatting, Travis called out, "Citrine! Come try

softly to Amelia, then crossed the lawn to join Travis and

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