The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 134

She'd grown up under the old man's watchful eye, trained as if she were a boy, and had always excelled at sports.

Someone like Citrine-so slight she looked as if a stiff breeze could blow her over —wouldn't stand a chance against her, even if there were two of her.

This time, Citrine was doomed to lose.

"You're awfully persistent, aren't you?" Once again, Regina was insisting that she should get out of the Carmichael family. She really was fixated on kicking Citrine out, but her wish probably wouldn't come true today.

"No problem." Citrine accepted the challenge without hesitation.

After all, she had no intention of losing.

As soon as the warm-ups ended, the race began.

The starter's pistol cracked, and Citrine shot forward.

The sidelines were packed with students from Primus Academy. Amelia was among them, and even students who barely knew Citrine were cheering her on.

They'd made a banner for her, and in an instant, Citrine became the center of attention, stealing the spotlight from everyone else.

"Go, genius!"

"Let's go, Citrine!"

"You're the best, Citrine!"

shouts from the crowd came in

students from Elegance Peak Academy, standing nearby, turned to watch

"Since when are the Primus Academy

thought all they did was bury their noses in

girl they're rooting for-Citrine, number

legs-she'll be lucky to

his mouth to keep going, but the next moment, he felt a chill at his neck as someone grabbed him by the back of his collar

mouth or I'll make you regret it." Springer glared, practically growling as he

see you around here again." With that,

were outmatched.

was far ahead, leading the

hand, kept a steady, unhurried pace. She didn't bother speeding up, even as

appeared, hobbling over on

that small, familiar figure,