The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 141

Saying she wanted to help Travis study wasn't just talk-Citrine truly meant it.

From then until finals week, she showed Travis the real meaning of follow- through, not with words, but with action.

For a solid week, Citrine would head straight over to Havencrest Technical College after scarfing down dinner at home, barely giving herself time to catch her breath.

Travis lived on campus, and to save him the commute and give him more time to cram, Citrine insisted on coming to him every single evening for their tutoring sessions.

One evening, just as she finished dinner and was about to dash out the door as usual, Raymond called after her.

"Citrine, where are you off to?" He frowned, concern etched on his face. For days now, she'd been rushing out the door after dinner-tonight made it a week straight.

Citrine was sitting on the entryway bench, slipping on her sneakers. Without thinking, she replied, "I'm heading over to help Travis with his studies."

Raymond looked momentarily taken aback. "So, all this running around-early out, late back—just to tutor him?" There was a strange feeling brewing in his chest.

"Yep." Citrine's answer was simple and direct.

back and forth. What if she wears herself out? She never even fussed over her

had those two

ask, "When did you and that kid start hanging

there was a rare

I'm still your

but the words stuck

Citrine always addressed the other members of the Carmichael family politely, but with him and his father, her tone was different-more

welcomed Citrine from

faint bitterness flickered

Citrine had arrived

had arranged to meet in an empty classroom. As she approached, she

"Go, go, go!"

"Left, on the left!"

"Ah, so close!"

door. Travis and his friends were sprawled across the desks, shouting at their

moment they saw her, the group leapt to their feet, cramming their phones into their pockets like a bunch of kids

The guilty tone in their voices said it