The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 258

Chapter 260

But now, every word Clifford had once thrown at Citrine echoed in his mind with painful clarity.

He remembered snarling at her, "Citrine, why do you have to lie all the time? That was a gift from Jeanette, not you. If you keep insisting, I swear I'll hit you."

He remembered another time, his voice sharp, "Citrine, if it weren't for Jeanette,

I'd be done for. If you try to take credit for what she did again, I'll beat you senseless."

Clifford remembered how angry he'd been, how he'd lashed out and kicked the little girl hard in the stomach.

Her face had gone pale with pain, but he'd just sneered and accused her of faking

it.

so cruel

with him. In this moment,

he swung his hand and slapped Jeanette hard across

he spat, "You're vile. If it weren't for you, Citrine wouldn't have been blamed and she wouldn't have been

it wasn't me who didn't trust her-it was your family. You all accused

paused, her voice almost mocking. "But if blaming me makes you feel better, go ahead." With that,

a daze, feeling as if all the strength had drained

go grab coffees for all of us from that café on North Street," Laird jeered, pulling a few crisp hundred-dollar bills

refuse, but the memory flashed through his mind he and Laird had treated Citrine the same way once, bossing her around,

humiliated her as

didn't feel quite so sharp. Almost in a trance, he bent down, picked up the bills, and tucked them into

to respond to their ridiculous demands, and said, "I'll head out now. What

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