The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 8

Moreover, Jeanette was still there.

Meanwhile, the Havencrest Preparatory Academy forum had already exploded. Two videos were spreading like wildfire across the school's website.

One showed Citrine on her knees in the hospital, surrounded by people berating her.

The other captured Jeanette falling down the stairs-just as Citrine reached out her hand.

The forum was flooded with vicious comments.

> "Wow, I always thought Citrine was shameless enough, freeloading off the Iversons, but I didn't think she could stoop any lower."

> "No wonder a girl with no parents could do something so disgusting."

>

> "The Iversons took her in and she tries to kill their real daughter? This is literally

the story of the farmer and the viper."

>

> "Trash. Absolute trash."

>

> "Why isn't someone like this just kicked out of school for good?!"

"No wonder she's

>

adopting her? She's

"Heard the Iversons finally snapped, kicked her out, and cut all

>

that

>

> "Totally confirmed."

>

She

>

this has no place at

morning, Ismael had already arranged for a

year, Science

students sat together, heatedly discussing the latest drama

gossip-walked into the classroom, all conversation stopped.

to

her mouth, Citrine swept a mocking glance over the curious stares, then made her

sooner had she sat down than her desk mate nudged her arm, speaking in a cool, even voice. "Citrine,

wore her hair in a sharp bob, her features striking and confident.

also one of the very few people at

managed

momentarily stunned, almost

me. She even smiled-she's so cute, I just

school forum and scrolled through the latest