The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 142

"Let's go," Citrine said, already heading for the door.

Halfway there, she suddenly glanced back over her shoulder at Sylvan and the others. "You all should come, too."

With that, Citrine strode out of the classroom, not looking back.

Sylvan and the rest stared at her retreating figure, convinced they'd somehow upset her. They shot Travis a series of desperate looks, silently pleading, *What do we do now?*

Travis didn't say a word he simply followed Citrine out, answering their question with action.

The group exchanged nervous glances, then hurried after him.

It wasn't until Citrine led them into a gaming café that Travis realized she was completely serious.

"Find a seat. Let's play a round," Citrine said, already sliding into a chair in front of one of the computers. She looked at them expectantly.

Travis' eyes widened in surprise, a little hesitation in his voice. "Citrine, the games we play aren't exactly beginner-friendly."

for ages. If they accidentally crushed Citrine and made her upset, none of them would feel

know how to play," Citrine replied, fingers already flying over the keyboard

catch a glimpse of her screen-it was the familiar loading screen for "Final

we play this

heard the soundtrack earlier when you guys all got wiped out," Citrine said, not missing

scratched his head, a little sheepish. "We just lost because we got careless, that's all,"

more, Sylvan suddenly let out a loud exclamation.

the group crowded around to peek at Citrine's screen. Right next to

of pride glimmering in her

was one of Citrine's few real passions. Getting a little recognition for it felt

for a match anyway, and seeing Citrine

each other as friends, and Travis promptly started up

Showdown was a fast-paced team shooter-five players per side, taking down bosses and battling

girl on the team, Citrine was used to the guys being extra careful with her—at least until they ran into the first

it was an L8-level boss, Travis and the others tensed, preparing to coordinate their attack. But before anyone could even call out a plan, a single gunshot echoed through their headphones. The L8 boss went down with a perfect

just stared, stunned