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.

the garden patio, the air heavy

by a brittle exhaustion. He looked at Raymond and asked quietly, "How

clenched; then, without warning, he swung and landed a hard punch across Sawyer's

If it weren't for you and that viper Aline insisting Dick become Citrine's

threw punch after punch, not

back. He let the blows land, blood trickling from

at the blood, pain etched into his features. "I'm sorry. I

he would never have let Dick near his daughter. But now, apology was

him, again and

accusing her of being difficult. "Why can't you be

she must

Dick-he'd thought she was dangerous, cruel,

only made it worse.

away in the middle

had she gone through? Sawyer

alone made him

hitting him, blow after blow, until Sawyer's face and shit were smeared with blood. Still, Sawyer didn't lift a hand to defend himself. Silent tears slid

empty as he met Raymond's gaze. His voice was hoarse, barely