Chapter 14

After that, Sawyer simply decided to adopt the little one.

Two lost souls, clinging to each other for warmth.

It was the lowest point in Sawyer's life, a time when he had nothing to his name. And yet, with that small bundle of joy by his side, he found a rare, precious comfort he'd never known before.

Though it all happened more than a decade ago, Sawyer remembered every detail, as if it had just happened yesterday.

Back then, that little girl had eyes only for him-she'd cling to his leg, refusing to let go until he picked her up. Now, that same girl was demanding to sever all ties, as if their father-daughter bond meant nothing at all.

And just like that, she'd found her biological father.

The thought that Raymond was her real dad left Sawyer feeling unexpectedly hollow inside.

That night, he didn't sleep a wink.

Meanwhile, after returning home, Raymond immediately ordered someone to investigate Citrine's time overseas.

Sawyer had mentioned she'd lived abroad-and the child's reaction had been anything but normal.

sleep that night—a rare occurrence for

soundly, drifting into a

Ever since her return six months ago, she hadn't had a

well under the Carmichaels' roof? Maybe the Iverson family was just bad

when Citrine came down for breakfast, she learned that

much thought. After finishing her

walked into the classroom, she spotted Amelia slumped over her

wrong?" Citrine asked. It was rare to see

are next week." Amelia lifted her head, looking

dark circles under her eyes. "Don't tell me you

spent the entire night poring over her textbooks, but nothing

time, I'll be forced to leave,"

had a notoriously strict rule: if a student ranked in the bottom five for three consecutive monthly exams, they'd be expelled and have to find

though any student who wanted to transfer in from another Havencrest campus

entrance

through her desk and pulled out

expelled,"

Citrine-a calm assurance that always made

the

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