The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 252

The moment Sawyer saw Holbrook's lifeless body, he broke down completely. With a heavy thud, he dropped to his knees at his father's side, sobbing

uncontrollably.

"Dad." His eyes were red, hands trembling so badly he couldn't even bring himself to lift the sheet covering Holbrook's face.

A doctor in a white coat walked over and placed a gentle hand on Sawyer's shoulder. "Mr. Iverson, I'm truly sorry for your loss."

He paused, then took a piece of paper from his assistant and handed it to Sawyer. "By the way, your father donated his heart before he passed. This is the donation certificate."

"What?" At those words, Sawyer's expression changed instantly.

He snatched the paperwork and scanned it. The signature was unmistakably his father's.

This time, without hesitating, Sawyer yanked back the sheet covering Holbrook's chest and leaned in. Where his father's heart should have been, there was only a hollow cavity.

No way. My father would never

his head in disbelief,

to accept, but it's the truth. Your father signed this donation form himself. It

his hands around the doctor's throat, squeezing tighter with every word. "You bastards—what did you do

agreement—because all his life, he'd repeated the same thing: If I

donor. His father had

choking for breath, his face turning red. Finally, orderlies rushed in and managed to pry Sawyer off

father!" Sawyer shouted, his

lips, a glint of malice in his eyes. “Mr. Iverson, I have no idea

You're no longer the untouchable Mr. Iverson. In fact, you're no different from a

Sawyer never got the

few days later, Sawyer

he threw himself

family might have gone bankrupt, but Sawyer still had a few resources left.