The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 546

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Before the housekeeper could even greet the visitor, Sawyer barged inside, brushing past her.

"Hey! What do you think you're doing?" she exclaimed, startled by his sudden entrance.

Sawyer didn't even spare her a glance. He strode straight toward Raymond, who was sitting on the sofa.

He looked as if he hadn't slept in days-his face unshaven, eyes bloodshot, hair in disarray.

Even Raymond needed a moment to recognize him. His brows drew together in surprise. "Sawyer?"

Sawyer seemed half-mad. He seized Raymond by the collar, desperation written all over his face. "Where's Citrine? Where is she?"

Raymond's eyes turned cold in an instant. He slapped Sawyer's hand away with a sharp motion and replied icily, "You don't deserve to say her name."

Just hearing Sawyer utter his daughter's name made Raymond's blood boil. He lowered his voice, barely containing his anger. "If you've got something to say, we'll talk outside. Don't disturb my daughter."

Sawyer seemed to realize something then. He forced himself to calm down.

"Outside," Raymond repeated, his voice low and firm.

garden patio, the air

sure that Citrine was safe, Sawyer's frantic energy faded, replaced by

without warning, he swung and landed a hard punch

the words, venomous, "You have the nerve to ask about Citrine? If it weren't for you and that viper Aline insisting Dick become Citrine's piano teacher, none

punch after punch, not holding back

blows land, blood trickling from the corner of

etched into his features. "I'm sorry. I didn't know. I didn't know what kind of man Dick really

he had, he would never have let Dick near his daughter. But

young Citrine had begged him, again and

can't you

she

dangerous, cruel, even told her to stay away from

understood; he'd only made it worse. Because

in the middle of

gone through? Sawyer

thought alone made him

shit were smeared with blood. Still, Sawyer didn't lift a hand

voice was hoarse, barely above a whisper. "Go ahead. Kill me.