The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 345

Ingrid was fuming. "Citrine, these people are absolutely outrageous."

"You clearly asked for leave in advance-they're just making up rumors."

Citrine arched an eyebrow, a hint of mischief in her voice. "Clumsy tricks. Not even worth my time."

Without another word, she whipped out her phone and posted on her social media.

@CICI: [photo of official leave request], @Dean of Crestwood University School of Medicine #CrestwoodUniversity

She didn't just post her leave request-she tagged the Dean of Crestwood's medical school for good measure. The bold move left everyone watching completely stunned.

But of course, some paid trolls in the comments insisted the leave document was photoshopped; a few sneered that tagging the Dean was just a desperate bluff.

After all, Crestwood's medical program was the university's crown jewel, and its Dean worked at the prestigious Crestwood Medical Research Center-a place reserved for top-tier medical minds. No one honestly believed the Dean would waste time replying to a student's social media drama.

one expected: the Dean of the

Crestwood Medical: The requested leave is legitimate. Furthermore, Citrine is one of our department's most promising medical

early acceptance to

leave is legitimate. Anyone spreading false rumors

posts, the trolls vanished

commenters rushed to delete their posts, Citrine tapped a few commands on her laptop. Suddenly, every anonymous

compiled the list, cross- referenced the information,

go, tracked down the trolls by their phone numbers and let

haters

turns out we were the clowns all along! No wonder

Crestwood on a special scholarship while she was still a junior in high school? How brilliant

medical

a freshman? That's

new