The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 720

"Grandpa, that's ridiculous," Gorman said, almost laughing out of sheer frustration. He'd never realized his presence could cause so much tension at home.

Herschel didn't bother replying. Instead, he waved Gorman away with a look of annoyance. "Get out of the car."

"Fine, I'm going," Gorman shot back, seething inside. He swung his long legs out and slammed the car door behind him.

Once he was out of his grandfather's car, Gorman called to have his own brought over. He drove back to the Saunders house on his own.

When Herschel saw him come in, he frowned. "Why are you back?"

"Why can't I come back?" Gorman tossed his coat on the arm of the sofa and sat down heavily.

There was no way he'd stay away when his sister was home-especially after the stupid things he'd done. He needed to make amends.

Herschel didn't argue. He simply told Gorman everything he'd learned about Citrine's past.

He gave a grave warning: "Citrine's a cautious girl. She doesn't trust easily. You'd better find a way to earn her forgiveness, or you might as well not come back at all."

through all these years. Regret gnawed at him for

after grabbing a bite for supper. Normally,

the stairs

"Citrine."

made

Gorman watching her from the

a moment, neither knew what to

silence first. "Why are you

glass of water. I'm going to

the stairs. Gorman only snapped out of his daze once her silhouette disappeared from view. The next morning, Citrine had an

she came downstairs, the Saunders family was

there you are! Come have breakfast Nathalie made your favorites this morning, fresh rolls and some oatmeal," Hilda called, her eyes

there too. Citrine made her rounds, greeting everyone by name, but she breezed right past Gorman

her daughter's temperament. Smiling, she reached over and ruffled Citrine's hair,

Mom." Citrine gave Hilda a