The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 609

Sherman's eyes welled with tears in an instant.

In her previous life, Sherman had learned that the Iversons and Theo had stolen her kidney to save Jeanette Iverson. The always composed Sherman had lost control-he kidnapped Jeanette, intent on killing her. In the end, the police shot him in the head, ending not only his life but also the reputation he'd spent years building as the leader of the Vermillion Vanguard.

After his death, the internet was flooded with stories condemning him. People spat his name like a curse, and even his old comrades from Vermillion Vanguard refused to attend his funeral.

He'd been a good, upright man, yet because of her, his name was dragged through the mud and he died disgraced.

She owed him everything.

They stood there, holding each other for a long time, oblivious to the eyes on them.

Raymond kept his gaze fixed on Sherman, his expression darkening with every passing second.

Just moments ago, he'd had a good impression of this young captain. Now, though, he couldn't make sense of what he was seeing. Why on earth was this man hugging his daughter in front of everyone?

Hastings and Theo didn't look any happier than Raymond. Hastings watched the two pressed tightly together, his fists clenching at his sides.

He was a man—he knew how men looked at women. The longing in Sherman's eyes was all too obvious, a restrained, simmering love.

more was that Citrine

distant, her smiles never reaching

precisely because of that she didn't have to

truly cared for anyone. But watching her now, looking

it, but something about the sight before him stung. If Hastings weren't holding him back, he'd have rushed over and torn

ages. Now, seeing her again, their eyes reddened, some on the verge

knowing glances when Sherman hugged

we missed you

from all sides, arms thrown around Citrine and Sherman,

at each other and broke into laughter. Citrine smiled fondly. "I missed

more minutes of cheerful banter, the group

Citrine glanced up and

looked him over, making sure he

Remembering his daughter's earlier

uneasy, a little sheepish, as

he said quietly, "So I

was about to reply when, all of a

sharply. Instinctively, she turned toward a building across