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."

daughter was tired, Hilda fondly ruffled Citrine's hair. "Alright,

closed her

she heard her daughter's steady breathing, Hilda quietly opened her own

over half her face, making her seem even softer and

and pressed a

love you,

finally drift

she woke feeling refreshed, fulkof

he saw her. "Aunt Hilda, did

"You never know when to keep your mouth shut,

generous with her compliments. "Aunt Hilda, you look stunning

what she'd seen the night before, chuckled. “Looks like

was in such a good mood that she even ate more than usual

eating, she sprawled out on the

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

no big deal, so

turn him down. When she agreed so easily, he

his buddies

they