The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 720

“Grandpa, that's ridiculous,” Gorman said, almost laughing out of sheer frustration. He’d never realized his presence could cause so much tension at home.

Herschel didn’t bother replying. Instead, he waved Gorman away with a look of annoyance. “Get out of the car.”

“Fine, I’m going,” Gorman shot back, seething inside. He swung his long legs out and slammed the car door behind him.

Once he was out of his grandfather’s car, Gorman called to have his own brought over. He drove back to the Saunders house on his own.

When Herschel saw him come in, he frowned. “Why are you back?”

“Why can’t I come back?” Gorman tossed his coat on the arm of the sofa and sat down heavily.

There was no way he’d stay away when his sister was home—especially after the stupid things he’d done. He needed to make amends.

Herschel didn’t argue. He simply told Gorman everything he’d learned about Citrine’s past.

He gave a grave warning: “Citrine’s a cautious girl. She doesn’t trust easily. You’d better find a way to earn her forgiveness, or you might as well not come back at all.”

Gorman nodded, face darkening as he listened to what his sister had gone through all these years. Regret gnawed at him for ever siding with Jeanette against her.

It was late by the time Citrine got home after grabbing a bite for supper. Normally, the Saunders family would have been in bed by now.

Citrine crept in quietly, heading for the stairs when a voice stopped her.

“Citrine.”

The sudden sound made her pause mid-step.

She turned and found Gorman watching her from the dimly lit hallway. Their eyes met, and for a moment, neither knew what to say.

She broke the silence first. “Why are you still up?”