The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 620

Citrine curled her lips, then rephrased her question. "Or maybe, is there something I have that you want?"

Jeanette scoffed, her tone shameless. "Citrine, I really didn't expect this from you. This past year, you've been flaunting your ties to the Iverson and Glenwood families, launching one company after another. In just a year, you've already gone public. Impressive-leeching off the Iversons and Glenwoods, feeding off their name. Do you have no shame?"

Leeching off the Iversons and Glenwoods? Feeding off their name?

Citrine almost laughed. Was this supposed to be a joke?

She couldn't help it—a laugh broke out of her. "Don't flatter yourselves. You think my companies needed your pathetic family names to make it big? Feeding off you? I'd say it's the other way around-who's really living off of whom here?"

She didn't have the patience to argue with Jeanette any longer. Citrine's voice grew cold. "Let Sawyer go, and I'll do whatever you want."

Jeanette's eyes gleamed with malice. "Fine. You have two choices: jump, or sign over every company and asset you own to me."

Suddenly, Citrine felt exhausted. She stared, hollow-eyed, at the bound and helpless Sawyer. Her voice was barely a whisper. "Maybe this is how it all ends."

From the sidelines, Raymond could see her body trembling uncontrollably-her composure was slipping fast.

Then he heard his daughter force a brittle smile as she turned to Sawyer. "If this is what you want, then you can have it all."

whatever I owed you, consider it repaid. In my next life,

words, she didn't hesitate. Citrine hurled

vision narrowed, panic overtaking him. Desperately, in his mind, he willed himself to follow her, to

the cold floor below. Blood pooled beneath her, seeping steadily into the cracks of the

The

for boys like Travis or the sons of old family friends were always grand affairs-crowded rooms, laughter, cake, family

her birthday alone, lying on a cold, unforgiving floor. No

birthday, the world took his

dropped to his knees, clinging to her with every ounce of

was because her life had truly slipped away-Raymond's consciousness was suddenly pulled upward, as if he'd been torn from her side

Jeanette's triumphant

a fortune-her will's probably loaded.

say it was suicide. Has nothing

gloating laughter was

consume him. He screamed at them, his voice raw and desperate.

You don't deserve to

kill