The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 327

At sixteen, the boy was still all innocence—a little like a loyal puppy trailing behind Citrine, uncertain but eager to please.

After stowing her luggage, Citrine glanced at the awkward teenager lingering by the curb and gently called, “Come on, hop in.”

Quincy snapped out of his daze and immediately pulled open the car door.

Once his seatbelt was fastened, Citrine pulled away from the curb and headed into the city.

She chose a well-known restaurant for dinner. Inside, Quincy sat stiffly at the edge of his chair, visibly uncomfortable.

His world had always revolved around his sister. Because of his frail health, no other kids wanted to play with him while he was growing up. He’d never had any friends. Apart from his sister, Citrine was the only person he’d ever spent time with alone.

It was his first time out with anyone besides his sister, and nerves were getting the better of him.

Noticing his unease, Citrine smiled, trying to put him at ease. She slid the menu over to him. “Order whatever you like,” she offered warmly.

Quincy stared at the menu, eyes widening at the prices. After a moment’s hesitation, he pressed his lips together and picked out a few cheap dishes before passing the menu back.

Citrine took one look at his choices and added a couple of the restaurant’s specialties before handing the menu to the waiter.

For a while, neither of them spoke. Eventually, Quincy broke the silence, his voice barely above a whisper. “Sis, after dinner, I’ll head back to Havencrest.”

He knew his little stunt had scared his sister and probably inconvenienced her friend as well.

Citrine paused, surprised, then looked at Quincy with gentle seriousness. “You’re already here, so why not stay a few days in Crestwood? There’s no need to rush back.”

She smiled. “There’s so much good food and so many fun places around here. Let me show you around, all right?”

As she spoke, she began listing Crestwood’s best dishes and must-see sights.

Quincy had been sickly since childhood and rarely had the chance to go out. His sister, worried for his health, had always sheltered him, treating him as if he might break at any moment. Because of this, he’d hardly seen anything of the world beyond his home.