The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 714

At that moment, Jeanette wore a look of smug satisfaction as she caught sight of Herschel.

"Mr. Saunders, happy birthday," she said with a delicate smile, passing the gift Gorman had prepared for her to the attendant collecting presents.

Just as the attendant reached to take it, Herschel's temper suddenly snapped.

"Who told you you could come?" he barked, snatching the gift from Jeanette's hands and hurling it to the floor.

The glass decanter inside shattered instantly, scattering shards across the polished floor.

Startled, Jeanette stumbled back several steps.

Gorman's expression darkened; he immediately stepped in front of Jeanette, shielding her with his body.

careful. "Are you alright? Did you get

sure she was unharmed did Gorman relax, though his face remained grim as he turned to Herschel, his tone defensive. "Grandfather, Jeanette is a friend of mine. She brought you a birthday gift out of kindness. How could you treat her

birthday celebration, not some gathering for every stray off the street. Get her out of here! If Citrine sees her, you'll wish you'd never been born." Gorman stood his ground, arguing back, "Grandfather,

I came here just for your birthday. Even if you don't like

too hard to cozy up to Gorman, and tonight she needed

nothing. As long as Gorman was on her side, she had nothing

Jeanette act meek and fragile so often that he'd started to believe it was her

and he wasn't about

the face. His voice was ice-cold. "Get out. This is my birthday. If you so much as upset

left Jeanette's ears ringing. She turned her face away, dazed, unable

voice ringing with outrage. “Grandfather, you only hate Jeanette because of Citrine Carmichael,

were bitterly cold. "You're all getting more and more ridiculous. Anyone who walks through the door claiming to be your sister, you just believethem? There haven't been any feads for years, and suddenly you think you've found her? She's a con artist, and you're