The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 622

As Sue recalled the past, her face was clouded with resentment. But when she spoke of Citrine, her tone shifted-pride and gratitude were unmistakable in her voice.

Raymond's heart softened instantly.

His precious daughter was simply too kind for her own good.

When Sue mentioned the company chairwoman's uncertain fate, her voice caught, and she dabbed at her nose, fighting back tears. "The chairwoman saved my life. Without her, I wouldn't be who I am today. Over the past year, she's offered me so much guidance. Without her help, there's no way I could have gone from just an ordinary nurse to head nurse in such a short time."

Something flickered in Raymond's eyes as he listened to Sue's words. He seemed to be putting pieces together.

How could it just be coincidence?

Sue happened to lose her job, and Citrine just happened to give her a spot at the Medical Research Center.

His suspicions felt all but confirmed now.

been given a second chance

but with this explanation, everything suddenly made

ties with the Iverson family. She never acknowledged him as her father. She fell for Theo, who broke her heart again and again, and the Iversons tormented her for a lifetime with reminders of their so- called

with the Iversons and returned to the Carmichael family. She didn't fall for Theo; in fact, she seemed to go out of her way to avoid him. The debt she owed the Iversons had been repaid in her previous life, so this time around, she owed them nothing. She was free to walk away without guilt

Everything finally

Hilda had been plagued

No... not just nightmares.

in the middle of the day, haunting images of her daughter flashed uncontrollably through her mind. She couldn't block

just having bad dreams-visions of her daughter leaping from a tall building. She tried to resist them, telling

images grew more frequent and vivid, Hilda began to realize they weren't just dreams.

kept coming, one after another,

to her temples and closed

in her mind slowed down, like a

a tattered, pilling sweater. The child was curled up on a