The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 12

Norton knew better than to go up against Raymond, so he clamped his mouth shut.

"Your people?" Sawyer's expression darkened, his attention caught by Raymond's last words.

Citrine actually knew Raymond.

Suppressing the questions swirling in his mind, Sawyer turned to Citrine. "What's your relationship with him?"

"That's none of your business." Citrine didn't even look up, eating her dinner as if he didn't exist.

Sawyer was infuriated by her indifference, suspicion nagging at him. He shot her an angry glare. "Citrine, you're coming home with me. Stop making a spectacle of yourself out here."

He reached out to grab her, only for Raymond to catch his arm in a firm grip. Raymond's voice was cold. "And who are you to her now, Mr. Iverson?"

"If I recall correctly, Citrine is only your adopted daughter. You severed ties not long ago."

Sawyer bristled. Family business like this shouldn't be aired in front of outsiders. "Mr. Carmichael, whatever happens, I'm still her father. This is a private matter- you don't need to get involved."

He turned back to Citrine. "Let's go."

Once, Sawyer had been the most important person in Citrine's life. Now, all she felt was a simmering irritation. "I'm not going anywhere with you. I've already cut ties with the Iversons. From now on, I'm just Citrine."

what then?" Sawyer snapped, pointing at Raymond.

replied,

and Norton's faces went

in disbelief. "Citrine, are

help it—she actually laughed, the absurdity

her with open disappointment. "I should never have brought you back to the States. You've brought nothing but shame to the Iverson

should have brought

in Citrine's mind, the smile slipping from

was numb, but suddenly, it hurt more than

strange, almost manic smile flickered in her eyes.

her fists, forcing her trembling shoulders to

anyone would have guessed that Citrine was a pampered heiress-but only she knew

notice something was wrong. His eyes chilled as he

foolish son should get your eyes checked," Raymond

"She's my biological daughter."

froze, realizing they'd jumped to the wrong conclusion. For a

disbelief. "What did you just

believe Citrine was Raymond's daughter.

had ever led back to her

almost mocking glance. "I'll have the test results sent to you, Mr. Iverson. Believe it