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The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 637

As expected, this stubborn girl really was born to be his nemesis.

Ogden was practically fuming, his face set in a hard scowl as he prepared to walk away. Just then, Citrine tugged gently at his sleeve and spoke with heartfelt sincerity.

“Grandpa, you’re the one who saved me and raised me. You taught me everything I know about the world, shaped me into a capable officer. Without you, I wouldn’t be who I am today. We may not be related by blood, but you’re even closer to me than family.”

“Even though I’ve found my biological relatives, you’ll always be the grandpa I love most.”

Ogden’s eyes grew misty, a bittersweet ache stirring in his chest. “You little rascal, you really can drive me up the wall sometimes. But when you get sentimental like this, I can’t ever stay mad at you.”

He tried to sound annoyed, but truthfully, Ogden was quietly delighted—practically bursting with pride. After all, she’d said it herself: he was the grandpa she loved most. With just those words, he’d gladly do anything for her.

Maybe these romance novels were good for something after all. He’d have to keep reading—maybe even buy a subscription and pick up a few new tricks.

Ogden ended up staying in the room nearly the entire morning. Sherman waited outside, slumped and miserable, not knowing when his turn to see Citrine would finally come. The wait felt endless.

At last, Ogden emerged. Sherman barely paused to announce himself before rushing inside.

A group of people loitered outside the room, each wearing an expression of thinly veiled annoyance.

The original plan had been simple: everyone would take turns spending an hour with Citrine. But with Ogden and Sherman barging in, no one else had managed to get so much as a foot in the door.

Ogden and Sherman always seemed busy, and the Carmichaels, noticing this, felt secretly pleased. All they had to do was wait for these two to leave, and then they could keep Citrine company every day. But reality soon proved them far too optimistic.

If things went on like this, Citrine would be completely overwhelmed. That very day, she asked Nathanael to move her to a new room and put a stop to unrelated visitors. At last, she had a little peace and quiet.

But the calm didn’t last long. Sawyer showed up at the hospital, bringing Norton Iverson and Clifford Iverson with him.

A few months earlier, the three of them had remembered everything from their previous lives. They’d desperately wanted to see Citrine and apologize, but none of them could bring themselves to face her.

It wasn’t until the recent news reports that they realized how much had happened. For several days now, the three had been staking out the hospital, hoping for a chance to see her. The medical staff refused to reveal which room she was in, so all they could do was wait.

That day, Raymond and Hilda were just heading out to pick up some medication for their daughter when they ran right into the Iverson trio.

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