NovelUSAChapter 477 A splitting pain exploded in Sawyer's head, forcing his eyes wide open.
Fragments of old, half-buried memories began to surface with an unsettling clarity.
"Citrine, as the Iversons' adopted daughter, you can't compete with Jeanette." "Citrine, you're not really family. You can't work at the company. Jeanette is the future heir of the Iverson Group- she's different." "Citrine, I took you in and raised you. Without me, where would you be? Now that something's happened to Jeanette, even if it's only to repay me, you must donate your kidney to her." "Citrine, as an adopted daughter, your background just doesn't match the Glenwood family. Your sister likes Theo-so stay out of their relationship." Every single word cfrom his mouth.
He had hurt her so many times.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSawyer's eyes burned red, his lips parted as if to speak, but not a single word made it out.
Who is he putting on this pitiful act for now? Citrine let out a cold laugh, her teeth clenched. "Everyone who hurtin my past life-I won't let any of you go. That includes you, Sawyer." She gave him one last warning. "If you want to live a little longer, I'd suggest you never show your face in front ofagain." With that, Citrine turned on her heel and walked away.
As she moved to leave, panic flashed across Sawyer's face. Suddenly, with a thud, he dropped to his knees. "I'm sorry, Citrine." He couldn't think of anything else to say.
Citrine glanced back at him. His desperate kneeling didn't even register-she just gave a frosty smile, then stalked up to him, her voice full of disdain.
"Save the theatrics. Don't embarrassat the gates of our university. Are you trying to makea headline?" The entrance ce to Crestwood ex University was nothing like an ordinary campus gate. There were always reporters lurking, waiting for a story If they caught this on camera, Citrine could already imagine tomorrow's gossip. #Crestwood Student Forces Adoptive Father to Kneel-A New Low for Morality? Sawyer blanched at her words. "I'm sorry-I didn't mean to." He scrambled to his feet, frantically scanning the area. Only when he saw no one was watching did he finally relax.
Citrine had no intention of wasting another word on him. She was about to leave when Sawyer suddenly grabbed her arm.
"Citrine, I'm not asking for forgiveness-just a chance to make things right. Letatone for what I've done." Meanwhile, inside a nearby car, Hilda and Wade-watching the scene unfold- were fuming.
"How dare he lay a hand on my girl? He must have a death wish," Hilda seethed.
"That bastard! Who does he think he is, grabbing my sister like that?" Wade growled.
Their anger was identical-faces twisted in fury-as they threw open their car doors almost simultaneously.
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Sawyer looked up at Citrine with pleading eyes, about to speak again, when suddenly someone yanked him back and slapped him hard across the face. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" Sawyer stared in disbelief at the woman in front of him.
"What am I doing? Slapping a piece of trash like you," Hilda spat, shooting him a murderous glare as she pulled ΕΠ Citrine protectively behind her. Citrine was startled for a moment, then saw Hilda standing before her like a mother bear shielding her cub.
Hilda's voice was sharp with warning. "Touch our Citrine again and I'll break your hand." This man-he'd adopted Citrine, only to mistreat her all these years.
Hilda's fists clenched at the memory of everything she'd read in the m investigator's report. She wanted nothing more than to tear him apart. Wade didn't know Sawyer, but he instantly disliked the man. Planting himself in front of Hilda and Citrine, Wade glared at Sawyer and spát, "Get lost. If you ever bother my sister again, you'll regret it."
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