The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 66

Could it be that Raymond's already been discharged from the hospital?

Lying in bed, Raymond immediately looked toward the door as soon as he heard the voices.

When he spotted Citrine, he instinctively grabbed the nearest pillow and lobbed it at Calvin.

"You old fool, what the hell are you saying? Get out!" Raymond's eyes darkened as he recalled what Calvin had just been saying to Citrine a moment before.

Calvin caught the flying pillow and glanced back and forth between the two of them, suddenly piecing it all together.

"So this is your daughter!"

Calvin, who rarely knew the meaning of embarrassment, now wished the ground would swallow him up as he remembered the nonsense he'd been spouting just moments ago.

"Come on in," he said, scratching his head awkwardly, his voice tinged with unease.

After speaking, he shot a cautious look at Raymond.

Raymond ignored him completely, apparently worried that Calvin might be a bad influence on his daughter.

Right now, his entire attention was fixed on Citrine.

"Don't mind him—he never knows when to keep his mouth shut," Raymond muttered.

But even so, Citrine could tell from their banter that these two must be close friends.

Carrying a thermos, Citrine stepped into the room and offered Calvin a polite smile.

Calvin nodded back in greeting.

"This is Calvin—my friend and private doctor. Just call him Calvin," Raymond introduced.

"Nice to meet you, Calvin," Citrine said, sensing no ill intent from him.

"Pleasure's all mine," Calvin replied, giving her a playful wink.

What a character, Citrine thought, stealing a glance at Raymond—so different from his friend—and wondered how the two ever became close.