The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 321

"This year's solo champion is Citrine. No one deserves it more."

"Her dancing was just breathtaking-honestly, her technique is even better than Kali's."

"Seriously, I wish I were Citrine. She doesn't even have to go through the selection rounds-she just gets straight into the student council."

Someone up ahead, eyes shining with envy, turned to Citrine. "Citrine, you're a freshman and you already qualify for the student council. That's huge! You must be thrilled, right?"

"I'm not interested in the student council, and I won't be joining," Citrine replied, shaking her head without hesitation.

The girl's mouth dropped open in shock. She leaned in, as if to remind Citrine, "You know, Crestwood's student council has the toughest selection process on campus. If you don't take the offer now, it'll be almost impossible to get in later."

Nearby, Ingrid and her friends stared at Citrine, practically dying to accept on her behalf. But all they could do was fidget anxiously while Citrine simply offered a polite smile and declined once more. "I doubt I'll ever want to join the student council."

council was packed with talented students-most from privileged backgrounds, connected families, and possessed with every advantage you could

circles, picking up new skills, maybe even crossing class barriers if

caught everyone completely off guard. More than a few people felt sorry for her missed opportunity, but it was her decision-nobody had any

disbelief. It had taken Kali every ounce of effort to claw her way into the student council. And yet this bitch just tossed the offer aside like it was nothing. Didn't even know to

eyebrows drawn together in

realized: Citrine didn't need their connections or resources. She was

stormed off,

comfort her,

out of the hall, most in pairs or small

made his way over, grabbed Citrine's wrist, and pulled her

anger. "You knew exactly what you were doing, making her look bad in front of everyone. You'd already won-you could've

that story, steering the conversation so

inexplicable for Citrine. But that didn't mean he'd let her hurt his