The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 290

Chapter 292

Some people just couldn't resist a bit of drama.

"No way. She's clearly wearing makeup. Why lie about it?"

"Girls know girls best. That's what you call the 'no-makeup' makeup look."

"I don't get it. If you put on makeup, just admit it. It's not like it's a crime."

"That's because you don't get it. If she won't take her makeup off, she must look downright scary without it. Probably afraid she'll frighten everyone."

"She looks presentable with makeup, but who knows what kind of monster is underneath?"

"Oh please, have you looked in a mirror lately?" Ingrid shot the group a fierce glare. "You're not exactly a vision yourselves, with those pockmarks all over your face. Maybe check yourself before you talk about someone else."

tone dripping with sarcasm, "Jealousy really does make people ugly,

outdone, fired back in her hometown dialect, "Where I'm from, girls like Citrine are born beautiful, inside and out. Unlike

group fell silent, realizing these three weren't easy

eyes. "I'd love to see their faces if

smirked. "They'd be green

of his patience. He grabbed a pack of makeup remover wipes from a cardboard box

to help you," Hastings announced, pulling out a wipe. He braced the back of Citrine's head

her skin turned red, but the wipe stayed perfectly clean no

frowned, refusing to believe it. He reached for the other side of her face, but Citrine

hurting me, Coach," she snapped, snatching the wipe from his hand and shoving him

nearly losing his balance. For a moment, he forgot to wonder how a girl could be that strong; all he could think about was

he'd left on her cheek, blood prickling to the surface,

touched her-how could her skin

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