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.

feet away, she pulled a piece of beef jerky from

dog leapt forward and snatched the

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

you'd better not hang around my house," she

down the driveway. Once the

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

school, Citrine noticed the black dog trailing behind her. Somehow, it even managed to sneak

the dog followed. Everyone just assumed it was hers; no matter how many times she

last period-PE class the gym teacher pulled

your dog home. There are a lot of students out here, and

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

not yours, why

to explain. What

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

inched closer to