The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 335

The supervisor surveyed the group below and barked, "Alright, that's enough— quiet down!"

Once the noise died away, his tone turned grave as he addressed the team. "This is Instructor Carmichael. She'll be your commanding officer for the foreseeable future, and you will follow her orders without question."

Every pair of eyes in the unit was fixed on Citrine's face, not a single person so much as muttering a response.

The supervisor glanced at them, then turned to Citrine. "Instructor Carmichael, I'm leaving this unruly bunch in your hands."

With that, he strode away, leaving the training ground to the new instructor and the entire crew of the Vermillion Vanguard.

No sooner had the supervisor disappeared than the group let loose, dropping all pretense of discipline as they sized up their new leader.

"Sweetheart, are you sure those skinny arms and legs of yours are up to the job? Did the brass force you into this, or are you here of your own free will?"

"Hey, you actually landed in the right squad. We gentlemen don't rough up women."

Someone in the back chimed in with a laugh, "So, got a boyfriend? What do you think of me?"

much as flickered, but Hastings, overhearing the taunt, spun around and

your mouth. You're

blew the whistle hanging from her neck and shouted, "Everyone

miles? You've got to be

cold laugh. "Don't worry. It

isn't a reasonable

that, her voice icy. "Reasonable? There's nothing reasonable about my

that, she climbed into the military jeep, adding, "And if you

Hastings and the others heaved

leaning out the window to

of the team, completely spent, stopped dead in his tracks, gasping for air.

reply was merciless. "A man never says he can't. Get up and

he was, was drenched in sweat by the end of the ten miles, struggling to

"Mr. Cooper, don't tell me this is your best. Where's all that bravado from

I'm your instructor. Don't worry-I'll make sure to return the