The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 301

Chapter 303

Maybe it was the hell Hastings put her through the day before, but that night, Citrine came down with a fierce fever-a rare occurrence for her.

The next morning, as soon as the shrill whistle cut through the dorm, the three roommates scrambled out of bed.

"Citrine?"

Noticing Citrine didn't move, Ingrid called her name a few times.

Three calls, no answer. At last, the three realized something was wrong.

Lisa hurried over and pressed her hand to Citrine's forehead. Her face went pale. "She's burning up! How did she get such a high fever?"

"We have to get her to the hospital. Now."

Without hesitation, they bundled Citrine up and rushed her to the hospital. After a quick discussion, it was decided that Ingrid would stay behind to look after Citrine while the other two returned to the training grounds.

group, scanning the assembled trainees. The moment he didn't spot Citrine among them, his brows drew together in a deep

convinced the world owed him a fortune. "Some people are always late. Incredibly poor behavior.

Jane and Lisa jogged up,

them, saw no sign

plastered to her forehead with sweat, spoke up immediately. "Sir, our roommate, Citrine Carmichael,

brow and nodded in agreement. "That's right, sir. We'd like to request

laugh. "A fever? Did Citrine Carmichael put you

sir,” Jane and Lisa answered in unison,

she? Faking illness, dragging

caught

explain, her voice tight. "It's not a lie, sir. Citrine is really sick. We

bias against Citrine more sharply than ever. Gathering her courage, she spoke up. "Sir, is

Yesterday you had her training under the blazing sun all afternoon, without a single break. Then you made her get up on stage and sing so she'd embarrass herself in front of everyone. Are you seriously

wouldn't have ended up with a fever of a hundred and four,

had

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