The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 462

At that moment, Citrine didn’t pick up on the true meaning behind Hilda’s question; she simply assumed her mother was making casual conversation.

She shook her head. “No, the Carmichaels have a housekeeper. They don’t need me to help out.”

Hilda looked unconvinced, suspecting her daughter might be covering for the Carmichaels. Still, she chose not to press further.

Instead, Hilda made a mental note to visit the Carmichael family herself when she had the time.

Having Hilda pitch in really sped things up.

In the end, Citrine cooked six dishes and a soup, and the two of them sat down to eat together.

“Try some,” Citrine said, handing Hilda a fork.

The meal looked delicious, but it was the aroma that made it irresistible.

Hilda’s stomach had been growling for ages. She wasted no time spearing a piece of food and popping it into her mouth.

It was delicious—so much better than she had expected. Her eyes went wide in delight as she turned to Citrine. “This is amazing! Even better than Nathalie’s cooking at home.”

“I’m glad you like it,” Citrine replied, a hint of satisfaction softening her features.

Seeing the contented look on Hilda’s face, Citrine felt a quiet sense of accomplishment.

Without a word, she nudged a few more dishes toward her mother.

Citrine herself didn’t have much of an appetite—she never had—and after just one bowl of rice, she was already full. Hilda, on the other hand, happily polished off most of what remained on the table.

Only when she was completely satisfied did Hilda finally head downstairs, humming to herself.

—

A few days later, Hilda made a spontaneous visit to the Carmichael Group offices.

Raymond was stunned when the receptionist informed him that President Saunders of C. Corp had arrived.