The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 133

A few days later, it was finally Citrine's turn to run the three-kilometer race.

She was grouped with two girls from Havencrest Technical College, two from Elegance Peak Academy, and another student from her own school, Primus Academy.

As the announcer read out the names of the participants, Citrine couldn't help but notice a familiar one-Regina's. Talk about bad luck; her nemesis was in the same heat.

Just as Citrine was thinking how fate always seemed to bring them together at the worst moments, Regina strode straight toward her.

"Citrine, you've really ruined my life this time."

Regina was dressed head-to-toe in athletic wear, flanked by a small entourage of guys and girls. The moment she spotted Citrine, her face darkened with barely contained fury.

If it weren't for this wretched girl, Regina wouldn't have been kicked out of the Carmichael family. She'd lost a whole year's allowance and couldn't even afford a designer handbag anymore. Just a few days ago, when she went out with her friends, everyone was flaunting the latest purses—except her, stuck with an old one. She'd become the butt of their jokes.

Citrine barely lifted her eyelids and let out two crisp words: "Serves you right."

Her voice rang out, clear and cutting, slapping Regina across the face harder than any hand ever could.

fury. This damn girl's words

into a sly smirk. This was her chance to crush Citrine, once and for all.

up and down with obvious amusement and shook her head, her tone thick with malice. "With those scrawny arms and legs, you'd better watch out-you might get

that could infuriate anyone. "Thanks for the concern. You're right, though-someone as sturdy as you shouldn't have to worry

a deep red. "Who

replied, her gaze lingering on Regina's waist for a pointed second

mouth!" Regina all

for this wretched girl getting her kicked out of the Carmichael family, she wouldn't have been binge eating, wouldn't have put on these extra

voice trembling with rage. "I'm taking first place today. Let's see if

she stormed

trailing after Regina—a tall one, about six feet,

really had herself a loyal little

guy who'd tripped Travis on

mind, and she

voice was clear and confident, turning heads all

eyes on