The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 332

Clifford had just been lost in thought about Citrine when Norton's announcement jolted him back to the present. The moment Norton said they should bring Jeanette home, Clifford shot to his feet, his voice hard as steel.

"No, we absolutely can't bring Jeanette back," he insisted, unwavering.

"Why not?" Norton stared at him in confusion. "Weren't you two always the closest? What happened between you? Why are you suddenly so dead-set against her?"

Clifford's frustration boiled over. "She's a traitor, that's why! How can you not see it, even now?" He couldn't understand how Norton-brilliant, perceptive Norton- could be so blind to Jeanette's true nature.

Norton's expression darkened. "She just lost her way for a while. She's our sister. We can't give up on her."

He paused, then sighed, memories surfacing from years past. "Don't you remember? When you were sick, it was Jeanette who took care of you. The moment you got better, she fell ill herself. And when you needed a blood transfusion after that accident, she didn't hesitate-she gave her own blood to save you."

flicker of recognition. "Back when you were bullied at school, it was Jeanette who tracked those kids down and gave them a taste of their own medicine. And she was the only

moments that had supposedly bonded Jeanette and Clifford so closely over

He shot to his feet, voice shaking with anger,

Clifford like a stone. Guilt twisted inside him—he had been so

gone too far lately, but she's still our sister. We can't just throw her

her away? She never did anything wrong. All of us-every single

pointed accusingly. "Citrine was right about you. You're the

stunned. He couldn't believe it-his own brother, the

I was sick. It was Citrine. She stood up for me, she was the one who gave her blood,

his face. "Jeanette stole everything that Citrine

can't be. There were witnesses- housekeepers,