The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 277

Sawyer watched Citrine on stage, his palms sweating with nerves on her behalf.

As far as he could recall, Citrine had never studied a foreign language in her life. She'd made a bold claim stepping up there he was sure she was about to embarrass herself.

Under a barrage of skeptical stares, Citrine suddenly began to speak.

The moment she opened her mouth, the entire audience was stunned by her fluent, commanding delivery. Each word rang out clear and powerful, her presence as formidable as the President of the Federated States of Magnolia addressing the nation.

Teachers, parents, and students-all were left gaping, especially those from the prestigious language academy, their jaws nearly hitting the floor.

The sharper listeners quickly realized Citrine was introducing Magnolia's local holidays and social customs-not the dry, textbook facts everyone expected, but fascinating, unfamiliar details relayed as lively stories. Her narrative was engaging, full of color, expanding the students' knowledge far beyond the classroom curriculum.

Now, when people looked at Citrine, their eyes had changed. Gone was the earlier skepticism-now there was only admiration, mingled with a tangle of emotions they couldn't quite name.

The teachers from Primus Academy could barely contain their delight, whispering excitedly amongst themselves.

murmured, "otherwise, who knows how badly those brats from the language high school would have

us

grade teacher-Ms. Helen, how

share your secret.

ear and replied, "Oh,

thought Citrine had already exceeded all

from English to French, then to Italian,

the language, her pronunciation

translation apps flickering to life,

extraordinary-no wonder she's top of the senior class

like it. What sort of

any interpreter I know. When she graduates, I might be out of

language

before," one muttered. "Clearly, Primus Academy has its own