Chapter 282

"I really don't know what kind of parents raise a kid like that—absolute

troublemaker. If that's how they turn out, they'll only cause chaos in the world later

on."

...

Jeanette listened to the crowd's scornful words until she couldn't bear it anymore. She finally burst out of the room.

Meanwhile, Clifford glanced at Sawyer, his tone bleak. "Dad, do you see it now? That's who Jeanette really is."

Sawyer pressed his lips together, at a loss for words. After all, the security footage didn't lie.

When the Christmas party ended, school let out for winter break.

Winters in Havencrest were bitterly cold, and for several days, Citrine barely left her bed. She felt down and listless.

She hated winter more than anything.

For people struggling to get by, winter was a nightmare. Citrine remembered all too well how, as a child, she didn't even own a proper coat. In the dead of winter, she washed her face and cooked with icy water, her hands always swollen and raw with chilblains.

go out and scavenge for scrap to

and just as easily, threatened to take

haze until the day before

day, she wanted nothing more than to hide away in her room, but Raymond told her there

at the venue, Citrine froze in

to Raymond. "Why are the lights

Raymond didn't answer.

lit up with a wash of colorful lights, and a gentle

Citrine could

and on the lawn, there were dazzling arrangements shaped like trees-trees made entirely of cash, each one artfully constructed. The whole

custom-made, exuding luxury. It must

tightened nervously as she glanced at Raymond. "I've never celebrated

birthday? Today is your eighteenth, Citrine. I missed the first seventeen, but

us-every member of the Carmichael family is here tonight," Weston

Salome, and Manley, Citrine suddenly broke into a

Travis, Amelia, Carlotta, and the rest came in, wheeling an

You have us

always be here

Citrine. Wishing you joy

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