The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 119

Adelina had another meeting to attend, so after dropping off the bags, she didn't linger.

As soon as she left, Citrine stared at the rows upon rows of handbags before her, feeling a headache coming on.

She turned to Salome, her eyes lighting up. "Auntie, why don't you pick a few? Take whichever ones you like," Citrine said, waving her hand generously.

Salome looked at her niece in utter disbelief.

"These are very expensive, Citrine," Salome said, her voice gentle but firm. "The one you gave me is more than enough." She really did love the bag, but these were all rare, designer pieces—far too extravagant to simply give away.

But Citrine just grinned and tugged Salome over. "Don't worry about it, Auntie. Go ahead, pick out your favorites—I still have plenty more at home."

"If you insist, I won't say no," Salome replied, her shock deepening, though she didn't refuse again.

Only after Salome had finished choosing did Citrine remember the matter at hand. She didn't spare Regina a glance, instead focusing on Weston.

Regina's only support in the Carmichael family was Weston. Citrine figured she'd have better luck getting answers from him.

"Weston, you heard what Regina just promised. Will she keep her word?"

Her tone sharpened at the end.

Weston could feel the pressure she was putting on him, and found himself caught off guard. He had always been the one laying down the law for the younger generation—never the other way around. This was the first time a junior had challenged him, and to his own surprise, he felt a surge of pride for his granddaughter.

That's more like it. She's a true Carmichael—fearless, like I was at her age.