The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 4

That idiot Citrine just decided she didn't want it, and that was that.

Jeanette watched the scene unfold, her eyes glinting with calculation.-

"Sis, I know you're just joking. Please don't be mad at Dad. It's my fault I'm the reason you're upset."

What a manipulative little snake. Give this girl an Oscar already.

Well, since I've been given a second chance at life, anyone who crosses me is going to pay for it.

With a cold expression, Citrine met everyone's gaze and suddenly stepped forward, landing a sharp slap across Jeanette's face.

She grabbed Jeanette by the throat, fingers tightening. "Didn't anyone ever teach you not to interrupt when someone else is speaking?"

you keep pissing me off, I'm not

of purple, her eyes wide with panic as she struggled for breath. For the first

and the whole Iverson family seemed to

and Clifford hadn't managed to protect Jeanette, and both their faces were stormy with

no less—and nearly choked,

for trouble?" He swung his

Citrine sidestepped smoothly and kicked him hard

She didn't hold back.

like a rag doll, sprawled on the

sneered, watching him struggle, a hint

over Havencrest about how the Iverson family's eldest daughter was arrogant, vicious, and stupid. But no one knew how obedient she'd been, how desperately she'd tried

truth was, the Iversons would never accept

face