The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress (Citrine) novel Chapter 252

The moment Sawyer saw Holbrook’s lifeless body, he broke down completely. With a heavy thud, he dropped to his knees at his father’s side, sobbing uncontrollably.

“Dad.” His eyes were red, hands trembling so badly he couldn’t even bring himself to lift the sheet covering Holbrook’s face.

A doctor in a white coat walked over and placed a gentle hand on Sawyer’s shoulder. “Mr. Iverson, I’m truly sorry for your loss.”

He paused, then took a piece of paper from his assistant and handed it to Sawyer. “By the way, your father donated his heart before he passed. This is the donation certificate.”

“What?” At those words, Sawyer’s expression changed instantly.

He snatched the paperwork and scanned it. The signature was unmistakably his father’s.

This time, without hesitating, Sawyer yanked back the sheet covering Holbrook’s chest and leaned in. Where his father’s heart should have been, there was only a hollow cavity.

“No. No way. My father would never agree to donate his organs.” Sawyer stumbled back several steps, shaking his head in disbelief, though his eyes shone with fierce certainty.

The doctor sighed. “Mr. Iverson, I know this is hard to accept, but it’s the truth. Your father signed this donation form himself. It was entirely voluntary.”

“You liars!” Sawyer’s face went cold as ice. He lunged, wrapping his hands around the doctor’s throat, squeezing tighter with every word. “You bastards—what did you do to my father?”

Sawyer’s conviction was absolute. Holbrook would never have signed such an agreement—because all his life, he’d repeated the same thing: If I die, I want to go whole.

Sawyer remembered years ago, back in college, when he’d insisted on signing up as an organ donor. His father had stormed into the hospital, broken several of Sawyer’s ribs, and absolutely forbade it.

Now, the doctor was choking for breath, his face turning red. Finally, orderlies rushed in and managed to pry Sawyer off him.

“Give me back my father!” Sawyer shouted, his face contorted with grief and fury.