Chapter 36

Laird and Jeanette were visibly shaken, fear etched across their faces.

"Let go of him, right now." Laird hurried over and pulled Citrine's foot off Clifford's chest. This time, Citrine didn't resist; she simply allowed him to move her foot aside.

"Clifford, are you alright?" Laird helped Clifford to his feet, his expression stony as he shot a cold glare at Citrine. "Have you lost your mind? He's your brother." Citrine cast a look of utter disdain at Clifford, clicking her tongue in annoyance.

"Say whatever you want about me, but spare me the melodrama."

Clifford, still clutching his aching chest where she'd stepped on him, couldn't help but cough at her words.

Laird's face darkened. In that moment, he realized just how much Citrine had changed.

Seeing their reactions, Citrine felt a surge of satisfaction.

If only Jeanette would keep her mouth shut, she thought, she'd be even happier.

But of course, Jeanette piped up, her voice trembling with wounded innocence. "Sis, how could you hurt your own brother?"

as if she was only standing up for Clifford out of

truly wasn't afraid of

reply when Laird suddenly stepped protectively in

you owe Jeanette

flitting between them, her tone laced

sarcasm.

what's the charge

for countless false accusations by these two

snort, raising his voice as if he wanted the whole world

your exams and stole Jeanette's top spot. Don't you think you owe her

of

entire year, and plenty of classmates were

someone voicing their suspicions out loud,

a cold, bitter

the drama is about-my

ever convince these other fools

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