The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 756

Citrine was upset.

"Mom, don't say that. I know you're a wonderful mother."

"My darling, you really are my little sweetheart," Hilda couldn't help but gently pinch her daughter's nose.

As the words left her lips, Hilda realized Citrine was trying to comfort her.

With a soft laugh, she asked, "Did that rascal Wade say something to you?"

Citrine shook her head. "No, Mom. I asked my brother myself."

Hilda smiled at her daughter, saying nothing more.

It was the first time Citrine had opened up on her own. She'd thought it would be difficult, but once she did it, she realized it wasn't so hard after all.

She could feel it-this honest conversation had brought her and her mother closer than ever.

Citrine wanted to keep talking, but when she noticed the fatigue in Hilda's eyes, she decided against it.

She obediently crawled under the covers and urged, "Come on, Mom, let's get some rest. You have to go to work tomorrow."

her daughter was tired, Hilda

quickly closed

daughter's

cast a gentle glow over half her face, making her seem

and pressed a kiss to

you, baby,"

then did Hilda finally drift off into a peaceful

night she slept soundly and dreamlessly. When morning came, she woke feeling refreshed, fulkof energy, and the redness

her.

him a glare. "You never know when to keep your mouth shut, do

much more tactful than Wade, was generous with her

what she'd seen the night before, chuckled. “Looks like having a daughter is

mood that she even ate more than usual for

so after eating, she sprawled out on the

to her. "Hey, Citrine, tomorrow night's Curry Black's birthday. Come with

no big deal,

him down. When she

buddies would be

and they