The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 53

Study abroad?

Citrine lay sprawled on her bed, grinning at the glaring comment on her screen.

Without hesitation, she logged into her own Twitter account and tagged The Iverson Group's official handle right under that comment.

@The Iverson Group: There's a world of difference between being sent away and studying abroad.

Within seconds, the reply went viral, shooting straight to the top of the thread.

The Iverson Group's social media team broke out in a cold sweat when they saw it. Not one of them dared to issue a reply.

After some frantic discussion, they agreed this was above their pay grade—it'd have to be the CEO's call.

At that moment, Sawyer was at the Iverson family estate.

The moment he saw the news online, he rushed home.

All these years, he'd believed he'd done right by Citrine, yet those few photos on Twitter hit him like a slap in the face.

Iverson family living room.

on the sofa, his entire face carved from

else on the

finally forced herself to stand, wringing her hands and casting Sawyer a pleading look. Her voice trembled. "Dad, those videos online

unable to shake the memory of that video- her conversation with Citrine. Anyone with half a brain could see who truly cared about him as

daughter, yet she'd always shielded him, fiercely loyal behind the scenes. Warmth crept into Sawyer's heart as he thought back to the year he first took

huge argument. The old man had lost his temper and nearly hurled a chair at him. Young Citrine, barely more than a scrap of a girl, had charged in like a firecracker,

at old Mr. Holbrook and shouted, "Don't you dare hurt my dad!" She was so small and fragile,

as he looked at Jeanette. "You think

take

This was the first time he'd ever spoken to her so

his own flesh and blood, disappointment flickered in

don't be so harsh, you're scaring her," Clifford interjected, frowning. He'd

cracked

died on

tell the truth, then as far

have

made Jeanette

afraid of

simply watched her cry,

her tears, eyes red as she apologized, "Dad, I was wrong. I shouldn't have tried to frame