NovelUSAChapter 551 Hearing Raymond's voice, Citrine froze for a moment.
She stared at him blankly, letting him snatch the cigarette from her hand, completely forgetting to protest.
Since they'd reconnected, Raymond had always gone along with her wishes. This was the first tshe'd ever seen him act so firm.
Was this it, then? Was he starting to dislike her? In this world, it was perfectly acceptable for boys to smoke, but when a girl did, all she got was gossip and judgmental stares.
Of course Raymond didn't like it. Who could blhim? As Citrine brooded over how her image in Raymond's eyes was probably ruined, she heard his gentle voice: "Smoking's bad for you." She looked straight at him, her gaze unwavering, when suddenly she felt something pressed into her hand.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtGlancing down, she saw it was a tin of peppermint candies.
Raymond met her eyes and said, "If you're feeling down, have something sweet instead." "Try one. They're really good." Citrine popped a candy into her mouth, and the smoky bitterness was replaced by a cool burst of mint.
He was right-the taste was wonderful.
Meanwhile, the Dickson household was anything but peaceful.
Dick was raging, cursing at the tidal wave of rumors swamping the internet.
Just then, Jeanette returned hfrom visiting Kali.
The moment Dick saw her, he didn't say a word he just stormed over and slapped her, one blow after another, so hard her cheek instantly swelled and her left ear started to ring.
"Dad?" Jeanette looked at him, shaken and scared, unable to believe he had actually hit her.
But she knew she'd caused a mess that had dragged him down with her. So she simply stared at her furious father, too afraid to utter a word.
Dick had watched the entire live broadcast by the reporters. He'd just finished reading more online exposés about himself-worse than ever, and now he might even be facing a lawsuit. His anger twisted his features as he glared at Jeanette, eyes full of regret and hatred. "I should never have let you and your mother into this house." "You useless brat! It was bad enough you spent your life competing with Citrine Carmichael behind my back, but I never thought you could be so stupid as to upload that video." "Are you trying to destroy me?" he spat, jabbing a finger at her in disgust.
Jeanette realized just how badly she'd messed up, but she'd never imagined the consequences would be this severe. Seeing the way her once-loving father now looked at her with nothing but contempt, a sudden fear crept over her.
Trying to salvage what she could, Jeanette mustered her best innocent expression.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Dad, what are you talking about? What video?"
When Jeanette pretended not to know, Dick lunged forward and wrapped his hands, ds around her neck, squeezing tighter and tighter. "Drop the act The angle in that video clearly shows it was taken at the Iversons' place. I saw you that night-you filmed it yourself!" Jeanette's face turned crimson as her breath cin short, panicked gasps.
She struggled to speak. "...Let go, I can't breathe..." Dick shoved her onto the floor with a
curse. "Should've never claimed you as my daughter. You're nothing but an ungrateful wretch. I've given.vo everything-good food, nice clothes-and this is how you repay me? You want to see your own father in prison?" With that, he stormed out, slamming the door behind him, determined to go beg the Scales family for help.
He'd barely reached the gates of their community when he was swarmed by a crowd of reporters.
They'd been waiting for hours to catch a glimpse of Dick in person and now, spotting him at last, they descended on him, shoving microphones in his face. "Mr. Glenwood, what do you have to say about what's going on online?"
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