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.

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

on it. Still, seeing Kali's hopeful expression, he couldn't bring

smile. In the next instant, she reached out and tried

her hands touched the fabric, Quentin's expression

then abruptly stood and put distance

had changed lately-she wasn't the girl he remembered. Watching her, he asked, worry in his

"What do you mean, Quentin? Did

on too strong and frightened

hurried to reassure her. "No...

"Kali,

You

to tiptoe around me or try so hard

behavior to her losing her family's

bankruptcy-of course

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

her head. "Don't worry. From now on, the Aldridge family