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.

pulled a piece of beef jerky from her pocket and tossed

and snatched

into the jerky with its jaws, Citrine couldn't help but take a few steps back, unsettled by the feral look

my food, you'd better not hang around my

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

Citrine kept throwing jerky farther and farther, until the dog finally disappeared from sight. Only then did

it. But the next morning, on her way to school, Citrine noticed the black dog trailing behind her. Somehow, it even managed to sneak onto campus-she still had no idea how

Everyone just assumed it was hers; no matter how many times she tried

period-PE class the gym teacher pulled her

lot of students out here, and if it bites someone, you'll be responsible," he said kindly

lost count of how many times she'd had to

convinced. "If it's not yours, why does it

up trying to explain. What was the

here because of her. She finally relented. "Okay, I'll take him away right

inched closer to the