The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress (Citrine) novel Chapter 755

Hilda was in a remarkably good mood today. The weekly meeting, which usually dragged on for an hour, was wrapped up in just thirty minutes.

Even more surprising, Hilda was unusually agreeable. When a department manager presented a disastrous marketing proposal—something that would’ve made her explode on any other day—she simply kept her cool and, in a gentle tone, asked them to revise it.

Anyone who knew Hilda’s reputation at work would have been floored. She was known for her zero-tolerance policy toward incompetence; if anyone dared submit a sloppy proposal, she’d publicly eviscerate them until they left the conference room in tears.

So when everyone on the video call noticed their boss’s sudden kindness, it didn’t take long to connect the dots.

President Saunders’ uncharacteristic patience could only mean one thing—her daughter was around.

The team couldn’t help but breathe a collective sigh of relief. If President Saunders’ daughter hadn’t been present, today’s meeting would probably have been a nightmare.

After finishing up her work, Hilda showered and got ready for bed.

As she stepped into her bedroom, she spotted Citrine perched on her bed, completely absorbed in a book.

Citrine didn’t notice her at first. Only when Hilda approached did she calmly put the book aside.

“Mom, are you done with work?” she asked.

Hilda smiled fondly, reached out to ruffle her daughter’s hair, and nodded. “What’s got you wanting to sleep with me tonight?” she teased gently.

Citrine scooted over and lifted the covers, patting the empty space beside her. “Come on, Mom—lie down with me.”