The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 98

She didn't realize what had happened until the next morning when Wilma mentioned it over breakfast.

"That dog stayed outside all night?" Citrine asked in disbelief.

Wilma nodded. "Yeah, just sat there under that old tree. Didn't even bark."

After finishing her meal, Citrine stuffed some jerky into her pocket and headed outside.

Sure enough, the black dog was still sitting by the front door. As soon as it saw her, its tail started wagging furiously.

Citrine had never liked dogs, and her last encounter with this one-when it jumped on her had left her with more than a few scars, both physical and mental.

She bent down, grabbed a smooth stone from the garden, and tossed it at the dog, trying to look as fierce as possible. "Go away!"

The stone hit the dog, but it didn't budge an inch.

Realizing that chasing it off with rocks was pointless, Citrine slowly edged closer, eyes fixed on its every move.

of beef jerky from her pocket and tossed it to

snatched

the jerky with its jaws, Citrine couldn't help but take a few

better not hang around my house," she muttered

threw another piece of jerky farther down the driveway. Once the dog finished chewing, it trotted after

worked, Citrine kept throwing jerky farther and farther, until the dog finally disappeared from sight.

to school, Citrine noticed the black dog trailing behind her.

assumed it was hers; no matter how many

the

need you to take your dog home. There are a lot of students

my dog." Citrine had lost count of how many times she'd had to say that. She sighed in

didn't look convinced. "If it's not yours,

trying to explain. What was

of her. She finally relented. "Okay, I'll take him

cautiously, she inched closer to the