The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 150

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The truth was, Jeanette had started it. She'd taken the giant teddy bear Sawyer had given Citrine and shredded it to pieces. That's why Citrine shoved her. But afterward, Jeanette insisted that Citrine had destroyed the bear herself and was trying to frame her-and Sawyer believed her.

"Dad, it wasn't me. You have to believe me." Citrine's voice trembled for the first time as she stared at the stuffing and scraps of fabric scattered across the floor, fear flickering on her face.

Sawyer might not have realized what was happening, but Raymond saw it all too clearly. Citrine had sensed for a while now that Sawyer was planning to abandon her. She wasn't begging for his trust; she was begging him not to send her away.

For once, Sawyer didn't scold her. He didn't even respond to her plea-just reached out to gently ruffle Citrine's hair, his voice unusually soft. "Citrine, you'll be taken care of overseas. When the time is right, I'll bring you home. Okay?"

"Dad, it's my birthday today." Citrine looked up at him, her eyes pleading, hoping for any sign of mercy.

But Sawyer's heart was stone. "Be good. We'll celebrate together next year." Raymond watched as the last spark of hope vanished from Citrine's eyes. She looked at Sawyer and asked quietly, "Dad, will I ever come back?"

Sawyer smiled and nodded. "Of course. This will always be your home."

that, Raymond could only

she arrived in the new

bother with introductions. He simply pushed

came to a halt. Apparently, they planned to

frowned, uneasy. "Aren't we going to a

to us." Surrounded by his own people, he no longer bothered to

flared and she tried to bolt, but before she could react, the two men grabbed her

to run. Everyone here works

want to get hurt, you'll do as you're

burlap sack. Raymond watched the scene unfold, eyes

sent to Mirage Cay when she was eleven. If nothing went wrong, that was where they

suspicions were confirmed. They brought Citrine to a grand, old

open, but before Raymond could get a

see what was inside, when suddenly,