The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 807

Her words sounded exactly like something a medieval king would say to calm the jealous squabbles among his queens.

Travis and Wade exchanged a nervous glance, each terrified of falling out of her favor.

Travis recovered first, scrambling to please her. "You're absolutely right, Citrine. I promise, from now on, I'll get along with Wade. No more fighting."

Wade shot Travis a murderous glare. That bastard had stolen his line, leaving him with nothing to say. What a schemer. Now Citrine would probably think Travis was the mature one and like him more.

Wade sulked for a while, then hurriedly added, "Yeah, I'll behave too. I swear I'll get along with Travis, and I won't make things difficult for you."

The tension that had been about to explode instantly fizzled out.

"Good boys," Citrine said with a faint smile, picking up her cup and sipping her tea with unhurried grace.

The Saunders family could only stare, dumbfounded.

After breakfast, Citrine received a call. It was Jeff, the owner of Mirage Cay,

inviting her to meet.

She had a pretty good idea what he wanted to talk about and agreed.

An hour later, Citrine arrived at the restaurant as promised. Jeff was already there, waiting at the table.

Jeff stood up, uncharacteristically

was acting so out of character. She said nothing, simply took the seat across

weighing so heavily

until finally his hoarse voice broke the

sorry. I've done terrible

watched

Back on Mirage Cay, he'd put her through hell, and she'd been just a child-twelve or thirteen at most. The same

he wasn't expecting forgiveness. But he had

did you save

he'd been furious, ready to kill her. But then, a few days ago,

he'd suspected Citrine had pumped

his

words:

can finally live like a

my savior. And she visited me often, kept me

have to

his sister's exact

years on Mirage Cay, after

Citrine through, not only had she not hurt

He couldn't understand why.