The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

The Archer family needed her to work with CICI Group, so there was no way they'd refuse Vester's request.

The very next day, Citrine moved into the Archer family's manor.

Of course, Sebastian insisted on coming along; Citrine had no choice but to let him tag along.

She slipped her arm through Sebastian's, putting on a display of affection for show.

"Mr. Vester, this is my boyfriend," she said lightly, "He's a little clingy and can't bear to be apart from me, so I hope you don't mind me bringing him along." Vester's gaze landed on the man at Citrine's side, surprise flickering in his tone. "Ms. Carmichael, you have a boyfriend already?"

To Vester, it seemed almost impossible for someone at Citrine's age to have accomplished so much-there were precious few who could measure up to her.

After a pause, he added, "Well, it makes sense. Someone as impressive as you surely has no shortage of admirers."

Citrine responded with a polite smile.

Vester shot a look at the butler. "You both must be tired. The butler will show you to your room. I'll have someone call you when dinner is ready."

Citrine and Sebastian thanked him and followed the butler through the grand halls.

It wasn't until they reached their destination that Citrine realized the butler had only prepared a single room for them.

"One room?" she echoed, uncertain.

The butler's eyes glanced between Citrine and Sebastian, a knowing smile at the corners of his mouth. "Ms. Carmichael, for your convenience, I arranged for the two of you to share this room."

bed swapped for a larger one. I trust you'll

ears turned scarlet; she wished she could just sink into the

meanwhile, looked at her flushed face with gentle amusement. She

in when Citrine couldn't find

spacious, and in the center stood a huge bed-impossible

The sight made her strangely

on her discomfort. He smiled.

couch tonight. You have the

the narrow little

then

ernet

at his

three. "That couch is tiny.

don't you take the bed?

was petite herself, and the couch would be

still smiling. "I'll be fine. Don't worry about me. Just be good and take

that, Citrine stopped

She'd

up early and was

and

and with that massive