The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 355

"Norton, Citrine is such a fool. All she wants is the Iversons' approval. But I'm not like her. I only care about money and status."

"I've made myself clear. I'm Dick's daughter now, I have nothing to do with Sawyer anymore. So don't ever let any of the Iversons come looking for me again—I don't want my classmates to see me hanging around with paupers.”

With that, Jeanette turned away from Norton, her heels clicking sharply as she strode to a convertible parked by the curb.

Norton stood frozen at the entrance of the art college, utterly lost, his whole body shaking. He'd failed Citrine-he really was nothing but an ungrateful traitor.

People streamed in and out of the campus, giving him a wide berth. Some passersby cast wary glances, thinking he might be unstable.

Finally, someone couldn't stand to watch any longer. A middle-aged man approached him, concern etched on his face. "Sir, are you alright? Do you need me to call an ambulance?"

Norton's face turned icy. He glared up at the man and snapped, "I'm not sick. Get lost."

feet. Regaining his balance, he jabbed a finger at Norton and cursed, "Some nerve you've got. I was

he'd lost

away quickly, deciding not to provoke him

Norton arrived

tight, with guard booths stationed all around campus. Visitors only needed to state their purpose and, once approved,

it into Crestwood back when he applied; he'd

achievements even more keenly.

in everything around him. At first, it was just a casual tour-until he spotted a photo of Citrine pinned to a campus

the School of Medicine,

picture had shed the last traces of baby fat,

stared hungrily at her photo, then took out his phone to save this image of her

the rest of the morning wandering through galleries and quiet corners, searching

and accomplishments featured all over-she'd competed in events, joined clubs, left her