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.

on the edge of Quentin's bed. She patted the mattress beside her and called, putting on a playful, high-pitched voice, "Come

Quentin, though he couldn't quite put his finger on it. Still, seeing Kali's hopeful expression, he

into a triumphant little smile. In the next instant,

touched the fabric, Quentin's

wrists, stopping her, then abruptly

wasn't the girl he remembered. Watching her, he asked,

you mean, Quentin?

too strong and frightened

hurried to reassure her.

something had just occurred to him, he added, "Kali, listen, even if the Glenwood family is bankrupt, I'll always

You

try so

up all Kali's strange behavior to

bankruptcy-of course she felt

Kali had no choice but to play along. She pouted, voice trembling

stepped closer and gently patted her head. "Don't worry. From now on, the