NovelGoldChapter 4 That idiot Citrine just decided she didn't want it, and that was that.
Jeanette watched the scene unfold, her eyes glinting with calculation.- "Sis, I know you're just joking. Please don't be mad at Dad. It's my fault I'm the reason you're upset." What a manipulative little snake. Give this girl an Oscar already.
Well, since I've been given a second chance at life, anyone who crossesis going to pay for it.
With a cold expression, Citrine met everyone's gaze and suddenly stepped forward, landing a sharp slap across Jeanette's face.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe grabbed Jeanette by the throat, fingers tightening. "Didn't anyone ever teach you not to interrupt when someone else is speaking?" "If you keep pissingoff, I'm not leaving." Jeanette's face turned an ugly shade of purple, her eyes wide with panic as she struggled for breath. For the first time, real fear flickered in her eyes.
Citrine finally let go, and the whole Iverson family seemed to breathe a collective sigh of relief.
Norton and Clifford hadn't managed to protect Jeanette, and both their faces were stormy with anger.
Seeing his little sister get slapped-twice, no less-and nearly choked, Clifford was done holding back.
"Citrine, are you looking for trouble?" He swung his fist straight at Citrine's face.
As his punch cflying, Citrine sidestepped smoothly and kicked him hard in the stomach.
She didn't hold back.
Clifford let out a grunt and collapsed like a rag doll, sprawled on the floor, coughing up blood, unable to move. "Pathetic," Citrine sneered, watching him struggle, a hint of a smile curling at her lips.
In her past life, rumors flew all over Havencrest about how the Iverson family's eldest daughter was arrogant, vicious, and stupid. But no one knew how obedient she'd been, how desperately she'd tried to protect every member of the Iverson family.
The truth was, the Iversons would never accept her.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe resolve on Citrine's face left Sawyer momentarily stunned.
He couldn't even bring himself to scold her for hitting Jeanette and Clifford. "You... you really mean to cut ties with me?" he asked voice tight with agitation For a moment, he felt as though he was about to lose something truly important. "Yes," Citrine answered without hesitation. She couldn't care less what they thought. Her legal documents were in her own hands now; their approval meant nothing. Sawyer gave a bitter laugh. "Without the Iverson family, you're nobody. I won't give you another cent are you sure this is what you want?" "Absolutely," Citrine replied, her voice steady.
"Get out! Walk out that door and don't ever think about coming back!" Sawyer roared, hurling the bowl in his hand against the floor.
He didn't really believe the girl would go through with it. She was just seventeen, no family to turn to-she'd never survive without him.
Citrine stared at the shattered bowl on the floor, unfazed.
Sawyer had adopted her when she was three. In the beginning, he'd om loved her dearly Buxa year later, when he brought Aline and hist long-lost biological daughter home, everything changed.
They'd once shared happy moments as father and daughter but now) all of that was gone, shattered beyond repair, just like the bowl on the floor.
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