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."

ages. If they accidentally crushed Citrine and made

know how to play," Citrine replied, fingers already

her screen-it was the familiar loading screen for

you know we play

heard the soundtrack earlier when you guys all got wiped out," Citrine

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

suddenly let out a

screen. Right next to her username was the "Champion" badge-just one star

stunned looks, a hint of pride glimmering

of Citrine's few real passions. Getting

anyway, and seeing Citrine so confident,

as friends, and Travis promptly

side, taking down bosses and battling another five-person squad. Win, and bragging

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

But before anyone could even call out a plan, a single gunshot echoed through their headphones. The L8 boss went down with a

one of them just stared, stunned