The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 84

Jeanette suddenly snapped. Tears streaming down her face, she screamed at the group, "You pathetic fools! What's the point of defending Citrine? The Iversons don't protect her anymore-even if she found her real dad, he's dirt poor! What does she have to compete with me? I was born to live the good life. My starting line is where her finish line ends!"

Citrine watched Jeanette's meltdown with mild amusement. Honestly, she found Jeanette a bit more tolerable like this-throwing a tantrum-than when she used to put on that pathetic, fragile act.

Jeanette's outburst sucked all the air out of the room. The classroom fell silent; no one had expected Jeanette, who always played the victim, to say something so venomous.

Most of the students at their school came from ordinary backgrounds. They naturally sided with Citrine, and Jeanette's words only made her more unpopular.

Finally, sobbing, Jeanette ran out of the classroom.

As soon as she was gone, a crowd formed around Citrine, everyone eager to reassure her.

"Don't listen to her, Citrine! Even without the Iversons, I know you'll do amazing things."

"It's their loss, honestly. The Iversons don't deserve a daughter like you."

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was the same high school girl who had forked over five million dollars to buy her way out of her family. That kind of money didn't just fall from

so convinced her biological father was broke, but she couldn't be bothered to explain. Let them think what they

contract for her novel. Suddenly remembering, Citrine logged onto her writing account to take

by a flood of notifications. There were endless comments from readers urging her to update, plus

clicked on the first

the top-ranked work on our platform. Several companies are interested in acquiring the rights. Would you be

you signed the contract-could we have

messages, the editor had sent a string of nearly identical follow-ups, all either asking for her contact info or

hesitation, Citrine sent over

than her phone buzzed

way, that

enough, saw a new

her phone chimed again and again with incoming messages. "Obsidian! I can't believe I finally reached you-I'm

the hottest

seriously lucky to be working with someone as

I'm actually a huge fan of your