The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 355

“Norton, Citrine is such a fool. All she wants is the Iversons’ approval. But I’m not like her. I only care about money and status.”

“I’ve made myself clear. I’m Dick’s daughter now, I have nothing to do with Sawyer anymore. So don’t ever let any of the Iversons come looking for me again—I don’t want my classmates to see me hanging around with paupers.”

With that, Jeanette turned away from Norton, her heels clicking sharply as she strode to a convertible parked by the curb.

Norton stood frozen at the entrance of the art college, utterly lost, his whole body shaking. He’d failed Citrine—he really was nothing but an ungrateful traitor.

People streamed in and out of the campus, giving him a wide berth. Some passersby cast wary glances, thinking he might be unstable.

Finally, someone couldn’t stand to watch any longer. A middle-aged man approached him, concern etched on his face. “Sir, are you alright? Do you need me to call an ambulance?”

Norton’s face turned icy. He glared up at the man and snapped, “I’m not sick. Get lost.”

The man jerked back in fright, nearly stumbling over his own feet. Regaining his balance, he jabbed a finger at Norton and cursed, “Some nerve you’ve got. I was only trying to help since you looked like you were having a breakdown. What’s with the attitude?”

Norton’s eyes were bloodshot, and he’d lost all composure. “Leave. Me. Alone.”

“Lunatic,” the man muttered, backing away quickly, deciding not to provoke him any further.

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Monday morning, Norton arrived at Crestwood University.

As the country’s top university, Crestwood welcomed thousands of visitors every day. Security was tight, with guard booths stationed all around campus. Visitors only needed to state their purpose and, once approved, they could enter.

Norton hadn’t made it into Crestwood back when he applied; he’d gone to Havencrest University instead.

Standing here now, he felt his sister’s achievements even more keenly. He was truly proud of her.