The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 41

"It would make sense for me to be angry," Raymond said mildly.

But he didn't look the least bit angry.

Citrine searched his face, trying to find any trace of impatience or irritation, but there was nothing just his usual calm.

Before she could dwell on it, Raymond continued, "You shouldn't let yourself get hurt."

"That's why you're mad?" Citrine paused, tilting her head and staring at Raymond with wide, unblinking eyes, clearly baffled.

"What else?" Raymond suddenly smiled.

Citrine opened her mouth to reply but didn't say anything. Instead, a strange feeling crept into her chest-something she'd never experienced before. It unsettled her, and instinctively, she tried to push it away.

After they got home from school, Sawyer called Clifford into his study.

"Kneel," Sawyer said, his voice cold and sharp, dropping several degrees. "Dad..." Clifford had never seen his father this furious before. He'd always been a little afraid of Sawyer, and now, almost reflexively, he dropped to his knees.

"Why did you hit your sister?" Sawyer's mind flashed to the blood he'd seen on Citrine's face earlier that day, and a wave of frustration crashed over him.

his daughter was drifting

That thought terrified Sawyer.

protested, "Dad, it's because she stole

his gaze suddenly razor-sharp. "Clifford, are you really that much of

Citrine hadn't

He scoffed stubbornly, "She's not my sister. Jeanette

spoke, his fists clenched, and he

Deep down, Clifford knew

did he have to

answer

silence, freezing Clifford in place, draining

If you ever lay a hand on Citrine again, don't expect

the next day, clearing Citrine's name. He even uploaded scans of all her monthly

see.

most stubborn skeptics had nothing left to

but her

it: she only ever answered the hardest questions, ignoring the easy ones completely. And the