NovelXXXChapter 332 Clifford had just been lost in thought about Citrine when Norton's announcement jolted him back to the present. The moment Norton said they should bring Jeanette home, Clifford shot to his feet, his voice hard as steel.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"No, we absolutely can't bring Jeanette back," he insisted, unwavering.
"Why not?" Norton stared at him in confusion. "Weren't you two always the closest? What happened between you? Why are you suddenly so dead-set against her?" Clifford's frustration boiled over. "She's a traitor, that's why! How can you not see it, even now?" He couldn't understand how Norton-brilliant, perceptive Norton- could be so blind to Jeanette's true nature.
Norton's expression darkened. "She just lost her way for a while. She's our sister. We can't give up on her." He paused, then sighed, memories surfacing from years past. "Don't you remember? When you were sick, it was Jeanette who took care of you. The moment you got better, she fell ill herself. And when you needed a blood transfusion after that accident, she didn't hesitate-she gave her own blood to save you." He looked Clifford in the eye, searching for a flicker of recognition. "Back when you were bullied at school, it was Jeanette who tracked those kids down and gave them a taste of their own medicine. And she was the only one in this family who ever supported your dreams. After everything she's done for you, how can you just forget?" Norton recited, one by one, the moments that had supposedly bonded Jeanette and Clifford so closely over the years.
But something in those memories set Clifford off. He shot to his feet, voice shaking with anger, "Enough! Just stop." Every word hit Clifford like a stone. Guilt twisted inside him-he had been so cruel to Citrine all these years. Norton's voice softened. "I know Jeanette has gone too far lately, but she's still our sister. We can't just throw her away." Clifford's eyes flashed. "And what about Citrine? Is it so easy to throw her away? She never did anything wrong. All of us-every single one-we wronged her." He was unraveling, his composure crumbling. He glared at Norton, finger pointed accusingly. "Citrine was right about you. You're the real traitor here." Norton recoiled, stunned. He couldn't believe it-his own brother, the one he'd always protected, now calling him out like this.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmClifford slumped onto the sofa, his voice low but resolute. "It wasn't Jeanette who cared forwhen I was sick. It was Citrine. She stood up for me, she was the one who gave her blood, supported my hobbies-always her, never Jeanette." He looked up, pain etched on his face. "Jeanette stole everything that Citrine did and claimed it for herself." Sawyer, silent until now, nodded solemnly. "That can't be. There were witnesses- housekeepers, doctors. We all saw it."
Clifford's tone was icy. "The housekeepers' paychecks all cfrom Aline. Do you really think they'd say anything that could get them fired? And the doctors? The hospital belongs to the Iverson Group. Aline's Mrs. Iverson-if she wanted to change the records, who would dare stop her?" Sawyer and Norton stood frozen, their faces drained of color.
They knew Clifford wasn't lying; he never did. And deep down, they knew the truth of his words. The content is Norhis on novelenglish.net!
After a long, heavy silence, Clifford finally spoke. "Dad, Norton-we've all wronged Citrine Every single one of us in the Iverson family owes her more than we can ever repay." "She has every right to hate us."
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