NovelEnglishChapter 183 Norton never imagined that his most humiliating moment would be witnessed by the little one.
He had already formed the words in his mind, ready to coax her into taking Clifford with her as well. But when he looked at her innocent face, he just couldn't bring himself to say them.
She was pure, untouched by the world's ugliness-someone he shouldn't deceive.
Norton silently berated himself for even considering such a low tactic.
Just then, the little girl tugged gently on his sleeve, her wide, trusting eyes fixed on him. "If bringing your brother htoo would make you happy, I'll ask Dad. I'll tell him to bring both of you back with me." Norton's head shot up in surprise.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"You'd really do that?" His voice trembled, eyes stinging as they filled with tears.
"If you're happy, then I'm happy too." She grinned and threw her arms around him, nuzzling into his chest. And so, thanks to Citrine, both Norton and Clifford ended up returning with Sawyer to the Iverson family estate.
At first, the brothers were nervous-strangers in a new home-but Citrine's warmth quickly drew them in, and before long, they felt like part of the family.
Those memories had faded so much that Norton could barely recall them anymore. But ever since Citrine had spoken those words, the past had crushing back, every detail suddenly vivid and clear.
Norton couldn't help but reflect-had he really been too cold toward Citrine all these years? Yet the thought vanished almost as soon as it arose, and any trace of guilt dissolved.
After all, Citrine had becmore and more outrageous over the years. A flood of unwelcmemories surfaced.
The year he was supposed to take his entrance exams, mischievous Citrine locked him in his room on purpose, causing him to miss the test-and as a result, he ended up in a private high school instead of the prestigious one he'd aimed for.
Or the tshe filled his room with fresh flowers, knowing full well he was allergic to pollen.
But the moment that truly broke him was the summer he took Citrine scuba diving. When her oxygen tank malfunctioned, he didn't hesitate: he took off his own mask and put it on her, using the last of his strength to push her up to the surface. Exhausted, he sank rapidly toward the bottom.
But Citrine, terrified, simply ran off on her own-she didn't call for help, didn't look back.
After that, whatever affection he'd had left for his little sister vanished completely.
In the days that followed, Sawyer and Norton did everything they could-calling in favors, exhausting every option, pushing themselves to the brink.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmNeither slept for days. Stubble shadowed their jaws, and their eyes were rimmed with fatigue.
But it was no use: the Iverson family stock continued to plummet. On the fourth day, desperation finally forced Sawyer's hand. He picked up the phone.
"Hello. I'm ready to sell." His voice was hoarse, worn thin by exhaustion and the constant haze of cigarettes and whiskey.
There was a long silence on the other end.
Sawyer tamped down the anxiety threatening to overwhelm him and repeated, "Ms. Yarbrough, I admit defeat: I'm willing to sell the Iverson Group to CICI Group." The instant the words left his lips, Carlotta replied, all business. "Eight million." Sawyer's face darkened. "What? You promised ten million."
His voice shook with anger, but he forced himself to stay calma "Adw can you go back on your word?"
Carlotta's light, almost mocking voice cthrough the lige Craverson, today is the fourth day." "And you're the one who broke the agreement, not us."
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