The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress (Citrine) novel Chapter 356

“Is that okay?” Norton’s voice trembled with excitement.

“Of course,” Lisa replied with a grin. “You’re Citrine’s brother, after all.”

With that, Lisa led Norton downstairs to the dorm building.

“Wait here, Citrine’s brother. I’ll go get her,” she said, then hurried upstairs to deliver the news.

Citrine assumed it was Travis waiting for her. She hadn’t seen Travis in a while, and, truth be told, she missed her silly older brother.

She threw on the first sweater she could find and practically skipped down the hallway, calling out before she’d even left the dorm, “Brother Travis!”

Her voice was sweet as honey.

Norton froze.

How many times had Citrine called him just like that? No matter how badly he’d treated her growing up, she’d always chased after him, calling, “Brother Norton!”

But now, the name on her lips had changed—Brother Travis.

He saw the same look of trust and affection on her face, and it felt like someone had reached into his chest and twisted his heart until it bled.

Of course she thought Travis was waiting. These days, Travis was the only brother in her world. If she’d known it was Norton, she wouldn’t have come down at all.

Citrine glanced around, confusion flickering across her face when she didn’t see Travis. That’s when her eyes landed on Norton.

“You?” Her brows knit together in a frown.

So Lisa had mixed things up.

Norton stood awkwardly, unsure how to face her. He pressed his lips together before speaking. “Citrine, I came to apologize.”

What was wrong with the Iverson family? First Clifford showed up begging forgiveness, now Norton too. Had they all lost their minds?