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.

up against Citrine online, something happened that no one expected: the Dean of the School of Medicine, joined

most promising medical talents-her abilities far surpass her

Dean attached a two-year-old letter of admission confirming Citrine's early acceptance to Crestwood, as well as redacted images of several patented medical

is legitimate. Anyone spreading false

the

Citrine tapped a few commands on her laptop. Suddenly, every anonymous account's display

compiled the list, cross- referenced the information, and handed out severe disciplinary actions to everyone

it go, tracked down the trolls

haters did a complete

No wonder people were trying to smear her-jealousy

special scholarship while she was still a

her own medical patents too? That's

a freshman?

overflowed with new followers-everyone