The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 362

He'd even sent Citrine overseas because of this.

The Iverson brothers were both staring intently at Alicia, waiting for her to speak.

Thinking back to what had happened, Alicia's face twisted with pain. It took all her strength to get the words out. "I lied. Back then, everyone knew Jeanette was the Iversons' real daughter, and Citrine was adopted. No one in the family really cared about her. Aline and my parents had already made up their minds together."

She let out a heavy sigh. "It was my mom and dad who forced me to point the finger at Citrine."

"Citrine lost her hearing in her left ear because she was trying to save me. Even though I was in a coma, I wasn't completely out of it—I remember everything." Sawyer and the Iverson brothers sat stiffly on the sofa, their faces hard as stone. "Are you telling the truth?" Sawyer's eyes were red-rimmed as he spoke. Alicia nodded. "It's true. If you don't believe me, you can ask my parents."

The three Iversons looked absolutely stricken.

"Then why didn't you say something sooner?" Sawyer looked at the girl in front of him, frustration creeping into his voice.

together, her expression wracked with guilt. "I'm

another country. It had been her birthday. She hadn't cried or made a scene; she only asked if she'd ever be allowed to come back. He told her of

her out and

what have I done to Citrine?"

vote. Norton and Clifford had both agreed to it. Now, both brothers looked as if the weight of the world

"We all owe Citrine

she resents us so much. She's suffered more than we ever

business gala

business and less savory circles. They'd kept a low profile over the years, and in the city's elite social scene, they were a mystery that no one could quite crack. Other prominent families had tried to undermine Stellaris Group in the past, but each

Group almost never showed their faces at Crestwood's high-society events and avoided mingling with

old-money families, not a single one had been invited-only CICI Group,

sitting in her office chair, studying the Stellaris Group invitation. A small, knowing

life, the chairman of