NovelUSAChapter 530 "When you were born, our whole family was overjoyed. Even though your aunt was still recovering after giving birth herself, she insisted on holding you every day." "No one could've imagined what would happen at your one-month celebration. The family's nanny stole you away. By the tyour aunt tracked her down, the nanny was already dead-and you had vanished without a trace. The whole family was devastated, but your aunt took it the hardest. She blamed herself for not protecting you and stopped eating or drinking, searching for you day and night. She lost so much weight, and people would hear her calling your nin her sleep." "After you disappeared, that carefree, reckless aunt of yours seemed to grow up overnight. She believed it was her own incompetence that let you be taken, so she threw herself into learning about business, working hard to make money. The cheerful, outgoing woman she once was disappeared, replaced by someone calm, sharp, and even a little ruthless." "Citrine, your aunt never stopped looking for you all these years. I'm not saying this for any other reason-I just want you to know that she's always loved you." Citrine's emotions churned beneath the surface. Her hand, resting at her side, unconsciously clenched tighter. "Thank you for tellingthis." Citrine couldn't help but be moved by these words, but what she felt even more strongly was pain. Her own life had been shaped by suffering; she couldn't empathize with Hilda, nor could she force herself to feel the kind of mother-daughter bond Monica spoke of.
So she did what she always did she chose to run.
Seeing that Citrine wasn't completely unmoved, Monica ventured, "Citrine, would you like to chwith us tomorrow? Have dinner with the Saunders family?" Wade chimed in, "Citrine, Grandpa and Grandma have been hoping you'd visit." The two watched her with hopeful, expectant eyes.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBut Citrine's mood couldn't have been worse. In fact, she was barely holding it together. She glanced at Monica, her gaze icy cold.
"No." Monica and Wade were taken aback by Citrine's sudden chilliness. Ever since they'd met her, they'd never seen her wear that expression.
There was something almost hostile in her indifference.
"Citrine? What's wrong?" Monica's face fell, hurt creeping into her voice as she realized her sister's aversion.
Before Monica could finish, Citrine cut her off sharply.
"I don't know any of you Saunders people, and I'd appreciate it if you all kept your distance." She got up and left before Monica or Wade could react.
They watched her go, regret and sorrow etched on their faces.
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After Citrine disappeared from sight, Monica let out a bitter laugh. "I think I've really messed things up. She probably hatesnow." Her eyes burned with the urge to cry "It feels like we're just pushing her farther and farther away," Wade said, his usual boisterousness gone, replaced with a heavy gloom.
As the siblings sat there in silence, two people approached and sat down across from them without a word.
Remembering the conversation she'd just overheard, Kali curled her lips into a sly smile and said, "Miss Saunders, Mr. Saunders, we heard everything you just said."
Monica, already having no fondness for the pair-both of whom had bullied Citrine in the past-glared at them, her tone curt and impatient. "And what exactly did you hear?"
Kali smiled sweetly, her words dripping with false sympathy. "The two of you were kind enough to invite Citrine home, and not only did she refuse, she even gave you the cold shoulder. Honestly, speople just don't know how to appreciate kindness."
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