The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 72

Perhaps he already knew the answer in his heart-he just didn't want to say it out loud.

Sawyer pressed on, "But your sister knows she was wrong. I've had her reflect on her actions over and over these past few days."

"What does that have to do with me?" Citrine's irritation was mounting, and it was clear in her voice.

Sawyer sighed, the exhaustion etched deep in his eyes. "Jeanette's already faced the consequences. People online are tearing her apart, and now everyone at school-students and teachers knows what she did. Their opinions of her aren't exactly kind. If this keeps up, it's going to seriously hurt her chances of getting into a good college."

He was supposed to be apologizing, but every word he spoke was in Jeanette's favor. Citrine found it deeply annoying.

"She brought this on herself. No one forced her to set me up. Whatever's happening now, she has only herself to blame." Citrine took a sip of water, her gaze icy.

Sawyer was at a loss for words. "But... Jeanette is your sister." He hadn't expected Citrine to harbor this much resentment toward her own family.

"I have nothing to do with the Iverson family. Stop insulting me."

the same tired arguments repeating over and over.

not going to get to the point,

pale with panic. "Please,

time Citrine had ever seen her so anxious-so different from her usual arrogance.

at her eyes with a tissue. "I really know I was wrong, I swear. People online are saying horrible things

in a past life she was

want from me?" Citrine asked, looking Jeanette straight in the

a misunderstanding and that I never tried to hurt you then everything would blow over. We could get along

No matter how Citrine changed, she was still soft- hearted at her core. All it took was a few words and she'd

answer right away. Instead, she turned to

soften, Sawyer smiled encouragingly. "Jeanette really knows she was wrong. If you forgive her, she

means what, exactly?" Citrine's

it means something," Sawyer

right. She didn't believe a