The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 315

Just as Citrine had guessed, a few days later, Dick posted a statement online denying the fraud allegations. He even pushed forward one of his employees to take the blame and confess to the crime.

With that, Dick neatly sidestepped any prison time.

When Sawyer heard about the Glenwood family’s latest drama, he rushed straight to their estate to find Jeanette.

But the Glenwood family lived in a gated neighborhood, and Sawyer couldn’t get past security. So he simply waited outside, hoping to catch her. Evening had already set in when he finally spotted Jeanette returning home.

She was walking arm-in-arm between Dick and Aline, the three of them laughing together as if they were the perfect little family.

Sawyer stood frozen, watching as his ex-wife, Aline, rose up on tiptoe and planted a kiss on Dick’s cheek.

His daughter, Jeanette, looked from Dick to Aline, her face flushed with embarrassment as she pressed her hands to her cheeks. “Come on, Dad, Mom, get a room! That’s so embarrassing.”

Dad? Jeanette just called Dick “Dad.”

A sharp pain stabbed through Sawyer’s chest. His expression darkened as he strode over and, without warning, punched Dick square in the jaw.

“You sick bastard!” Sawyer’s eyes were red with fury. “She’s my daughter, and you let her call you ‘Dad’? What the hell is wrong with you?”

He barely cared about Aline anymore, but Jeanette was his flesh and blood. Even if she’d chosen to live with Aline, she still carried the Iverson name—there was no way Sawyer would give up on his own daughter.

Face grim, Sawyer grabbed Jeanette and pulled her to his side.

“Jeanette, you’re coming home with me. Dick’s a deranged con-man—if you stay here, he’ll ruin you.”

Dick rubbed his sore jaw, his face twisted with anger. “What are you talking about? Who are you calling a con-man? Everything online has already been cleared up.”

Sawyer let out a bitter laugh. “Cleared up? Do you think I’m an idiot? You really think finding some scapegoat to take the fall fixes everything?”

Jeanette had wanted to tell Sawyer the truth many times, but Aline had always warned her not to—saying it would only make trouble.

“Mr. Iverson? Ex-father?” Sawyer’s whole body shook.

He looked at Jeanette, a storm raging behind his eyes. “How can you be so heartless? After everything I’ve done for you all these years?”

Jeanette didn’t flinch. “You were good to me, I guess. But I’m tired of being poor. I want to be rich, and that’s that.” She shot him a look of utter contempt.

She practically shouted, “My dad—he can give me everything. With him, I can be the kind of girl who doesn’t have to worry about money ever again.”

“But you, Sawyer, what do you have? What can you give me? Should I end up like Clifford—working part-time jobs everywhere, embarrassing myself just to make ends meet?”

Dick ruffled Jeanette’s hair affectionately, then threw Sawyer a taunting look. “You hear that, Sawyer? You’re nothing but a loser now—you can’t give Jeanette anything. How dare you want her to follow you and suffer?”