The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 316

After Dick finished speaking, he wrapped his arms around his wife and daughter, and without a backward glance, led them inside.

This time, Sawyer didn't try to stop him.

He wandered home in a daze, only to find Clifford sprawled on the couch, bruised and battered. Sawyer's face changed instantly. He rushed over. "Weren't you supposed to be at work? What happened to you?"

"I ran into Citrine," Clifford said, barely lifting his eyelids, his eyes empty and tired.

Sawyer blinked in surprise. "Citrine? What does she have to do with your injuries?"

Clifford shook his head. "Nothing. I just fell. Serves me right, anyway."

But Sawyer could guess the truth without being told.

He let out a heavy sigh. "Citrine won't acknowledge us anymore. I guess we have to accept it."

Clifford glanced at him. "Where'd you go today, Dad?"

mention of Jeanette made Sawyer's face darken, but he didn't bother to hide it. "I went to see

at Sawyer, "You went to her again? She can't wait to cut us all

a humorless laugh. "Let me guess-she humiliated you,

why are you so obsessed with Jeanette? The

you did with Jeanette, no matter how blameless she was when she left the Iverson family. You never called for her, never begged her to come home.

Sawyer's tone was sharp,

realized it before Clifford

just admit it. You've always favored

tell you how wrong you are. Think

of you when you were sick? Who always had your back, worried about you, stood

Was it Citrine

with memories of

only person who ever truly cared about him as a father was

three, she'd spread her arms to shield him from his own

bank and offer every last coin. "Daddy, stop working

everyone that he was