The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 693

Things were different now. The Glenwood family had fallen from grace, and Hastings Cooper was hopelessly bewitched by that vixen Citrine Carmichael. Kali realized Quentin was the only person left she could truly rely on.

She flashed Quentin a sweet, ingratiating smile. "Quentin, I forgive you."

It was only after she spoke that Kali noticed how, more and more, she'd started

trying to please Quentin-sometimes without even realizing it.

But it hadn't always been this way. In the past, it was Quentin who'd always tried to win her over.

Kali pressed her lips together, forcing down a wave of emotion.

She mustered a big, cheerful grin. "Quentin, have you forgotten your injury?"

She held up the first aid kit she'd brought, shaking it in front of him.

"I'm here to patch you up," Kali said.

her and called, putting on a playful,

Still, seeing Kali's hopeful expression, he couldn't bring himself to refuse. He crossed the

into a triumphant little smile. In the next instant, she

as her hands touched

her, then abruptly stood and put distance

couldn't shake the sense that Kali had changed lately-she wasn't the girl he remembered. Watching her, he asked, worry in his voice, "Kali, what's going on? Why are you acting so

pale. "What do you mean, Quentin? Did I

on too strong and

to reassure her. "No...

he added, "Kali, listen, even if the Glenwood family is bankrupt, I'll always

You

tiptoe around me or try so

behavior to

course she felt

much, Kali had no choice but to play along. She pouted, voice trembling with grievance, "I'm sorry, Quentin. I'm just scared. I have

pity. He stepped closer and gently patted her head.