The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 282

“I really don’t know what kind of parents raise a kid like that—absolute troublemaker. If that’s how they turn out, they’ll only cause chaos in the world later on.”

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Jeanette listened to the crowd’s scornful words until she couldn’t bear it anymore. She finally burst out of the room.

Meanwhile, Clifford glanced at Sawyer, his tone bleak. “Dad, do you see it now? That’s who Jeanette really is.”

Sawyer pressed his lips together, at a loss for words. After all, the security footage didn’t lie.

When the Christmas party ended, school let out for winter break.

Winters in Havencrest were bitterly cold, and for several days, Citrine barely left her bed. She felt down and listless.

She hated winter more than anything.

For people struggling to get by, winter was a nightmare. Citrine remembered all too well how, as a child, she didn’t even own a proper coat. In the dead of winter, she washed her face and cooked with icy water, her hands always swollen and raw with chilblains.

No matter how cold it got, she had to go out and scavenge for scrap to survive. One wrong move and she could have frozen to death on the street.

Winter gave her life, and just as easily, threatened to take it away.

Citrine stayed in this half-awake haze until the day before New Year’s Eve.

That day, she wanted nothing more than to hide away in her room, but Raymond told her there was a Carmichael family gathering that evening. She had no choice but to go.

When they arrived at the venue, Citrine froze in surprise.

She turned instinctively to Raymond. “Why are the lights off?”

Raymond didn’t answer.

A second later, the room suddenly lit up with a wash of colorful lights, and a gentle birthday song began to play.

Now Citrine could see everything clearly.

Every corner of the room was filled with fresh flowers, and on the lawn, there were dazzling arrangements shaped like trees—trees made entirely of cash, each one artfully constructed. The whole place looked warm and beautiful.

All the tables, chairs, and furniture were custom-made, exuding luxury. It must have cost a fortune.