The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 382

Someone leaned over to Sylvia and whispered, “She's gorgeous. Is she the new talent your family's entertainment company just signed?"

Sylvia beamed with pride. "Isn't she stunning?"

The girl nodded. "She's even prettier than most celebrities."

Then, lowering her voice, she asked, “But seriously, is she really your company's newest star?"

Sylvia scoffed. "Not at all-don't be ridiculous. She's actually a top student at Crestwood University. She's aiming for a research career."

"No way. That's incredible. She's smart and beautiful? I'm so jealous."

One of the guys just stared, completely dazed. "Sylvia, since when did you know such a gorgeous girl? Why didn't you introduce her to us sooner?"

Sylvia glanced at him, and her mind drifted to the person she'd seen standing beside Citrine that day-completely out of this guy's league.

She snorted with disdain. "She's a star student at Crestwood. Have you looked in the mirror lately? Dream on, Prince Charming."

Still not entirely reassured, she added pointedly, "She's my friend, so don't even think about trying anything."

As Citrine walked in, she immediately noticed Monica sitting near Sylvia. Monica was staring at her, but Citrine didn't seem bothered and acted as if she hadn't noticed.

entered, Monica's sharp gaze had locked onto

there was

an unexpected sense of comfort, almost a strange

to herself: She really is

to Monica, "Well? Didn't I tell you? Citrine's not some

she's definitely easier on the eyes than the

wrapping an arm around her and guiding her to sit down by

all-this is my new friend, Citrine Carmichael, a top student at

offered a polite greeting to everyone

and asked quietly, "Hey, can you

little unsure, nodded. "I

that, Sylvia declared, "Now that everyone's here, let's

low. We'll roll the dice, and you guess if the total's over half or under

Citrine with a reassuring

Citrine nodded. "Of course."

There were eight of them, and they took turns rolling. "Citrine, you

it a few times with

turn. Growing up abroad with a family that owned several casinos, Monica was no stranger to games of chance. In fact, she was easily the most skilled among them.

Monica, it was Sylvia's