The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 353

Norton stared at his sister in disbelief, anger flaring for the first time in his life.

“Jeanette, after all these years, what has the Iverson family ever done to wrong you? We treated you like a princess—isn’t that enough?”

His voice shook with frustration. “Now that the family’s lost everything, you suddenly look down on us. How could you be so shallow and vain?”

He spoke through clenched teeth. “Clifford was right. You really are ungrateful.”

The Iverson Group had gone under; the family held no value for Jeanette anymore.

Now, with Norton’s finger pointed in her face and his words ringing out, Jeanette had no intention of holding back.

She glared at him, her tone sharp and mocking. “Well, whose fault is it that you’re broke now? I’m embarrassed just to be associated with you. If you think I’m so ungrateful, why don’t you go beg Citrine to come back? She actually cared about you all—look where that got her. In the end, she cut all ties with the Iversons anyway.”

Norton’s expression faltered. He looked at Jeanette, searching her face. “What are you trying to say?”

Jeanette snorted. “Honestly, Norton, you’re the ungrateful one here, not me. If I remember right, it was Citrine who brought you home from that orphanage. Without her, who knows if you and your brother would even be alive today? And how did you repay her?”

She gave a bitter laugh. “Clifford led the kids at school to bully her. You never trusted her either—you accused her, blamed her for everything. Some big brothers you two turned out to be.”

“Only a fool like Citrine wouldn’t blame you. If it were me, I’d have hated you enough to want you dead.”

“Norton, remember when you blamed Citrine for making you miss those important exams? To get back at her, you snuck her out and left her alone on the street. She almost got kidnapped because of you.”

“Or when you thought she put flowers in your room to trigger your allergies? You slipped laxatives into her milk. She got so sick she almost ended up in the ICU.”

“And the time you were swimming and nearly drowned? You thought Citrine abandoned you, so later, when she fell in the pool and was struggling, you just watched from the corner, letting her fight for her life.”

Jeanette’s smile widened. “You’re far worse than I’ll ever be, Norton.”

His eyes went wide with shock. “How did you know?” he whispered. These had been the darkest secrets of his heart—things he’d never told a soul.