The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 169

Magnolia.

This time, Raymond finally saw what those countless pairs of eerie green eyes in the room belonged to.

The sight sent a chill down his spine.

A pack of vicious dogs bared their teeth, their heads weaving from side to side with hunger. When they caught sight of Citrine, their low growls turned excited and sharp.

Raymond was a grown man and even he felt afraid-so it was almost unimaginable how terrifying this must have been for eleven-year-old Citrine.

As Citrine took in the scene before her, the color drained from her face.

She stumbled back several steps, only for her legs to give out beneath her. She collapsed to the floor.

The dogs circled, waiting for the right moment, then lunged straight at her.

Just as the snarling beasts leapt, Citrine's eyes landed on a small wooden stick lying on the floor. She snatched it up, gripping it with all her might.

with every ounce of strength she had, striking

for hesitation. Each blow was wild and desperate,

But she clenched her jaw against the pain, refusing to stop, beating back any dog that got too close. By the time the heavy steel door finally creaked open, she was bleeding and battered,

group of men entered, carrying stun batons. One of them grabbed

me?" Citrine gasped, struggling to

her before a man seated

Citrine was thrown to the floor in front of him,

this girl's from the Iverson family in Havencrest. No idea what she did to anger Mrs. Iverson,

that, they tossed Citrine carelessly

looked her over, his gaze

a thin smile. "What a

but she could sense from the way they addressed him that

at his feet. Looking up at him, her voice trembled, "Sir, my family is

urgently, "I can call my father right

families. The man seemed amused by her plea, letting out a