The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 214

Over the years, Regina had paraded around with the Carmichael name, basking in the spotlight, while the real Carmichael heir was left in the shadows, ridiculed and dismissed by everyone.

The moment Citrine finished speaking, several guests who knew the inside story turned to Regina, their expressions a mix of curiosity, disdain, and schadenfreude.

“She’s just something the Carmichaels picked up off the street, acting like she’s somebody. Since when do strays get to compete with the family?”

“The actual Carmichael heir didn’t even bother showing up, but look at her, tagging along like a lost puppy. Shameless, isn’t she?”

“Trying to take over someone else’s place, and she really thinks she belongs.”

One sneer after another. More and more contemptuous glances landed on Regina, making her wish she could sink into the floor and disappear.

“You…” She hadn’t expected Citrine to say something so cutting, and, worse, she had no way to argue back. The words stuck in her throat, making her chest tight with frustration.

“Grandpa…” Regina was so stung by Citrine’s words that her voice trembled, her lips quivering as she looked at Weston with pleading eyes, hoping he’d defend her.

But Weston didn’t respond the way she wanted. His face was cold as he scolded, “Regina, that’s enough. Stop with your petty games.”

He’d seen the way the two girls had interacted earlier, and now he frowned, disappointment plain in his eyes as he looked at Regina.

This granddaughter of his had truly grown up the wrong way.

He’d only agreed to bring her to the party because she’d grown up by his side; he’d wanted to give her another chance. Now, he regretted it.

Seeing the disappointment on Weston’s face, Regina fell silent, lips pressed tight as she dared not say another word.

Weston could only stare, speechless. He hadn’t arranged any of it; Regina had insisted on the lessons herself.

“It wasn’t me. She wanted to go,” Weston said, refusing to take the blame.

Elbert just chuckled, looking even more pleased with Regina. “Regina, you really work too hard. If only our Leila had your drive.”

“Mr. Elbert, Leila’s already very hardworking,” Regina replied, flashing Leila a syrupy smile.

Leila shot Regina a murderous glare, silently cursing her a thousand ways.

Elbert pursed his lips, sighing as he mentioned Leila. “As if I don’t know exactly what she’s like?”