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.

it got, she had to go out and scavenge for scrap to survive. One wrong move and she

gave her life, and just as easily,

half-awake haze until the day before New Year's

her room, but Raymond told her there

they arrived at the venue, Citrine froze in

Raymond.

Raymond didn't answer.

with a wash of colorful lights, and

Citrine could see everything

on the lawn, there were dazzling arrangements shaped like trees-trees

chairs, and furniture were custom-made, exuding luxury. It

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

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

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

Weston, Salome, and Manley,

too," Raymond added, just as Travis, Amelia, Carlotta, and the rest came in, wheeling an enormous birthday

right, Citrine. You have

always be

Wishing you joy

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