Ever since their unpleasant conversation the night before, Raymond had noticed that his daughter was clearly avoiding him—or, at the very least, keeping her distance.
Aside from mealtimes, she barely spent any time in the living room.
Raymond had tried to explain himself on several occasions, but she never gave him the chance.
That evening, he planned to finally have a proper talk with her. But just as dinner was about to begin, his phone buzzed—Adler was calling with bad news. There was a serious issue with a client overseas, something complicated enough that Raymond would have to catch a flight out of the country immediately.
Hanging up, he turned to Citrine. "Citrine, something's come up at work. I have to travel abroad for a bit."
She hesitated, remembering how tense he'd looked while on the call. "Is it serious?"
Her concern brought a small smile to his face. "It's nothing I can't handle," he replied, trying to reassure her.
"How long will you be gone?" she pressed. Since joining the Carmichael family, this would be the first time Raymond had to leave her alone.
He paused, forcing a lighthearted tone. "Not long. I'll be back as soon as I've sorted things out."
The thought of leaving her for any length of time tugged unexpectedly at his heart. After a moment's silence, he said quietly, "I'm not comfortable leaving you here alone. I'll have you stay at the old manor for a while."
Even though there were housekeepers at home, the idea of her being by herself didn't sit right with him.
"Alright," Citrine agreed without complaint.
After dinner, she quickly packed her things. Raymond, reluctant to part ways, insisted on driving her to the manor himself and gave her a long list of reminders before finally heading off.
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