The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 127

Amelia hadn't been paying much attention, at least not until Citrine's next words. Only then did she really focus on the lead dancer's face on stage, her gaze turning a little colder. "Citrine, has she been giving you a hard time at the Carmichael family's house?"

It wasn't hard for Amelia to picture Citrine, newly returned to the Carmichaels, quietly enduring mistreatment without daring to speak up.

Citrine paused, realizing that Amelia was genuinely concerned about her. She smiled, trying to reassure her friend. "Don't worry. She's not exactly in a position to bully me."

Truthfully, Citrine had never bothered to take Regina seriously.

Now that Regina had already been kicked out of the Carmichaels, any lingering resentment Regina might have was useless-Citrine doubted she'd have the chance to make trouble. And even if she tried, Citrine had plenty of ways to put her in her place.

The opening ceremony wrapped up after about half an hour.

It was time for the athletes to compete in their chosen events.

Citrine had only signed up for the three-thousand-meter run, and hers wasn't until the final day.

on the other hand, had registered for every event she was good

cheering her on at every turn. By noon, Citrine's voice was so hoarse

for, anyway?" Citrine asked, a

her entire life, seen anyone sign up for this

then, Amelia finished her last event of the morning and came

then burst out laughing.

kind of adorable-and

she had a camera, Amelia thought, she'd love to capture this rare

it up to you, lunch is on me, okay?" Amelia felt a pang of guilt

moment, and said, "Deal. Then I want noodles from that

"Sure thing. No problem."

the prices on the wall, she

voice steady, she ordered, "Two super-sized beef noodle bowls,

twenty bucks. It was

stupid. She knew Citrine had done it on