The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 352

The manager sighed, clearly at his wit's end, and finally told the truth.

"It's Jeanette-Dick's daughter, you know, one of the richest men in Crestwood. Her school's right next to our pool, and she comes by here to swim whenever she's free. She saw you the other day, then came to me in private and told me to fire you for whatever reason I could come up with. Said if I didn't, she'd make sure I couldn't keep my business running in Crestwood."

"Jeanette?" Norton suddenly spoke up.

The manager's eyes lit up as he nodded. "Exactly. That's the one-Jeanette."

He looked at Norton with a helpless smile. "Norton, I swear, I didn't want to let you go. But Dick's girl is impossible to deal with. She threatened to ruin me if I didn't fire you. I have a family to support. I really had no choice."

"I get it," Norton replied, looking utterly defeated.

He couldn't reconcile the arrogant girl the manager described with the sweet, obedient sister he remembered. In his memories, Jeanette had always been kind- hearted. He couldn't understand how she'd changed so much.

After leaving the pool, Norton didn't go home. Instead, he waited outside the gates of Crestwood University School of the Arts. He needed to get answers tonight-he had to know why Jeanette had done this to him.

He was her brother, after all. He'd always treated her well, ever since they were kids.

and ready to hit the club. They ran right into Norton, who was standing by the entrance, waiting for

out loudly,

group stopped

of them recognized him. One of the guys strode over

collar. "You again? Are you kidding

losing his job, and now he was in no mood for this. He shoved the guy's

guy, huh? Maybe I ought to teach you a

Jeanette stepped in immediately.

son of our family's driver—always hanging around me. Let me deal with him.

"You sure you don't want me to

shook her head dismissively.

stare, his voice edged with sarcasm. “The driver's son? Funny, I don't remember ever being your family's

say you're my brother? Please. Look at you-you've got nothing.

You think I'm

rolled her eyes, her impatience