The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 285

Travis looked at Citrine with a pitiful expression, then glanced over at the innocent, wide-eyed cat. He pressed his lips together, resigned.

"I'll make her apologize to you," Citrine said, trying not to laugh at how both amused and sympathetic she felt.

After all, even pets had to take responsibility for their mischief.

Putting on her sternest face, Citrine lowered her voice. "Happy, come here."

The little cat heard Citrine's call and immediately perked up, her tail twitching with excitement. She bounded onto Citrine's lap, rubbing her soft, furry head insistently against Citrine's arms.

Citrine couldn't help but give Happy's fluffy face a gentle-but firm-squeeze. "You can't just bully my brother like that. Go apologize to him."

Everyone in the room assumed Citrine was just playing along, not really expecting the cat to understand a word. After all, it was just a cat-how could it possibly know what was being said?

But the moment Citrine gave the order, Happy let out a soft meow, hopped onto the coffee table, and trotted straight over to Travis.

Convinced she was about to scratch him again, Travis reflexively shielded his face with his hands.

When nothing happened, he slowly peeked out from behind his fingers.

and folding it in

alright. Seeing as you know you were wrong, I'll let it

tail a flick, and strutted back

she actually understands what you're

close, issuing a warning: "No more

Happy: "Meow!"

Weston: "..."

Raymond: "..."

Travis: "..."

ramped up the pace of review. For the next few

begin with, and now, buried in books every day,

made sure the family chef sent over hearty soups

he could take her exams for her, but he knew he couldn't. The only thing he could do was bring her a warm glass of milk

and before they knew it, June had arrived the

Citrine to the test center.

don't get nervous during

you remember your pencils and