The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 267

Weston had always doted on Citrine. The moment he heard her speak up for Travis, most of his anger melted away.

Citrine, of course, understood this perfectly.

She strolled over and sat down in front of Weston as if she belonged there, her eyes bright with an easy smile. “Grandpa, Travis really loves gaming. Besides, he's already good enough to get into college now. Why not let him do what he enjoys? People are only truly happy when they follow their passions."

Weston's stern face softened a little at her words.

Citrine shot a quick glance at Travis before continuing, "I believe in him. I know he'll make something of himself."

Weston knew exactly what this girl was up to, but he was helpless against her. In the end, he grudgingly nodded.

"Hmph. I'll give him three years. If he can't achieve something in that time, he'll come back and learn to run the family business. No arguments."

Weston relented, hope flickered

worry, Grandpa. I'll

with a hard look-very different from the gentle tone he'd used with Citrine. "Remember this, Travis. No matter what we do, the Carmichaels always strive to be the best. If you can't make a name for yourself, then don't go around telling people you're a Carmichael. I won't stand for that

Travis

end of November, right as

problem arose: one of the players Travis had recruited for his team suddenly

players left, they didn't have enough

the news, she quickly calmed everyone down. After thinking it through, she

the team and play with you," she said,

this and refused without hesitation. "No way. The SATs are coming up! You can't let this

after all, she was the top-ranked CrimsonFirst. With her on the team, their chances would skyrocket. But with the SATs so close, competing now could jeopardize

SATs are just around the corner. What

sentiment. They were Travis's friends, but after spending so much time with Citrine and after all the tutoring