The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 266

"What are your terms?" Travis stared at Citrine, waiting for her answer.

Citrine replied, "I'll keep tutoring you every day, but you have to promise your grades won't slip."

Relief washed over Travis. He broke into a smile. "Alright, you've got a deal."

A few days later, Travis and his friends-Sylvan, Carney, and Springer-recruited a new teammate. The five of them started meeting up after class at a gaming café to practice as a team. Every now and then, Citrine would get a special invitation from the group to come and coach them.

On Friday, during the family dinner, Weston finally found out what Travis had been up to. He exploded.

"The SATs are right around the corner and you're wasting your time on those useless games instead of studying! Are you trying to give me a heart attack?" Weston's frustration was barely contained.

"Grandpa, you just don't get it. This is my dream." Travis' expression darkened, but he wasn't surprised by Weston's attitude.

grandfather had never

scoffed, "Some dream. Travis, have you even done anything worthwhile at Havencrest Technical College all these years? You're not doing well in school, you refuse to learn the ropes at the company-and I'm stuck

face went pale. He'd been scolded like this before, but never in front of the whole family. Weston

as the argument was about to erupt,

His overall score is already over 500— he's on track to ace the SATS. As for the company, it's just not where his interests lie. You can't force

say over 500?" Weston paused, almost thinking she was

the Carmichael family knew how poor his grades had

required a parent's signature. Manley was out of town, so Travis had brought the paper to her. She'd been stunned: his

meanwhile, stayed quiet. He knew full well that all of Travis' progress was thanks to his

pulled out her phone and found a photo of Travis' latest practice test, along with

you don't believe me, see

handed her