The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 253

Holbrook’s death was a thorn lodged deep in Sawyer’s heart.

For days afterward, Sawyer wouldn’t let it go. He showed up at the hospital every day, making a scene. On this particular day, his path crossed with the same male doctor he’d clashed with before.

“You again?” The doctor eyed Sawyer, a glint of disdain flickering in his eyes.

The moment Sawyer saw him, his expression turned icy. Without hesitation, he charged forward and swung a fist at the doctor’s face. “You bastards killed my father! Give me back my dad’s life!”

Before his punch could land, a group of bodyguards in dark suits stepped between them, grabbing Sawyer and pinning his arms.

“If your father was killed, take it to the police,” the doctor said, stepping back in disgust and motioning for the guards to restrain him.

Sawyer was forced down onto the coffee table. He clenched his fists and stayed silent. If he had any real evidence, he would’ve gone to the police long ago—but all he had were suspicions and grief.

He felt himself crumbling. Suddenly, he broke free from their grip and dropped to a squat on the floor, dazed, muttering under his breath, “My dad was so old. Why did you have to hurt him... why?”

He never expected an answer, but to his surprise, the doctor walked over and crouched down in front of him, meeting his eyes.

Lanny Goldberg’s thin lips parted. “Because you’re weak. If you were still the all-powerful Mr. Iverson, your father would still be alive.”

His voice was low, just loud enough for Sawyer to hear.

Sawyer stared at him, stunned, and managed to choke out, “What did you just say?”

Lanny’s lips curled into a sudden, mocking smile.

“How naïve. I honestly don’t know how you ever built up the Iverson Group. Let me tell you, Sawyer, this world weeds out the weak first. No money, no power—that’s the real crime. So if you’re looking to blame someone for Holbrook’s death, blame yourself.”

“So... you admit it was your hospital that killed my father, is that it?” Sawyer’s eyes were bloodshot as he glared at Lanny, forcing the words out.