The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 707

The next day, Gorman took Jeanette shopping at the mall and treated her to a new wardrobe along with a collection of sparkling jewelry.

Life lately had felt almost too good to be true. Gorman's unwavering indulgence had swept her off her feet, and Jeanette found herself rediscovering a sense of pride and self-worth she thought she'd lost.

Perhaps sensing how much Gorman doted on her, Jeanette grew bolder. She started asking for things—a car, a designer bag, another necklace—and without fail, Gorman granted every wish.

Jeanette was practically beaming, her happiness radiating as she suddenly remembered Aline. She turned to Gorman and said, "Mr. Gorman, there's one more thing I'd like your help with."

Gorman's brow creased, suspecting she had her eye on yet another handbag or piece of jewelry.

"If there's something you want, just let the house manager know. He'll take care of it. No need to come to me about these things," he replied, his gaze clouding over for a moment. Though he kept his expression neutral, there was a flicker of discomfort-Jeanette's requests for gifts had begun to feel transactional. Still, he agreed. After all, to him, her wishes were nothing more than a matter of money.

And money was something he had in abundance.

Was this man starting to see her as a gold-digger?

The thought struck Jeanette like a slap. Color drained from her face and she rushed to explain, terrified of falling from his favor. "No, Mr. Gorman, that's not what I meant. It's not about that, really."

her image in his eyes, she repeated, "It's not about

expression didn't change. "Then what

about my mother. Ever since she went abroad, we've lost touch. I just want to know where she is. I'm worried about her. Could you help me find

her mother,

look into it as soon as possible," he promised without

Gorman's investigators came back with

sent everything to your email. Just a heads

replied, ending

opened his inbox and saw the

on Jeanette-and, to his surprise, on Citrine Carmichael as

through the information, his

email revealed that Citrine Carmichael was the

revelation nearly made Gorman laugh

again, girls who'd seen the missing person notices showed up at the Saunders estate, but

certain-this Citrine Carmichael was just another

years of fruitless searching, it was simply too convenient for the real daughter to suddenly