The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 387

By now, every team had entered battle mode. Players huddled together,

discussing possible tactics their opponents might use and brainstorming ways to counter them.

The tension in the room was palpable, as if everyone was about to sit for a life-or- death exam.

All except for Citrine's team, whose entire vibe stood out like a sore thumb.

While the other teams were on edge, Citrine lounged comfortably in a plush chair, idly snacking. In front of her was a spread of snacks and fruit-everything Travis had bought-chips, chocolate, berries, grapes, apple slices; you name it, the table had it.

Travis sat beside her, methodically peeling an orange and a grapefruit, making sure every bit of pith was gone. Once he'd finished, he pulled out a small cutting board and a paring knife, slicing the fruit into perfect segments and arranging them neatly on a plate. He set it in front of Citrine and, with a grin, offered her a piece on the tip of a toothpick. "Open up, Citrine."

Citrine opened her mouth without a second thought and took the fruit, chewing contentedly.

Travis doting on her. Sylvan, Carney, and Springer were all busy as well-one kneading Citrine's shoulders, another fussing over her like a worried mother, and the last clowning around in

been starker. Meanwhile, Curry, watching from a short distance away, took in the entire scene. He nudged Wade, who was glued to his phone, scrolling

a once-over, and though she was turned to the side-offered a verdict.

his eyes and clarified, "No, I mean, look at how relaxed that team is. And that girl-her teammates are doting on her like she's

again. Sure enough, the girl was being hand-fed by her teammate while three others hovered

some over-the-top romance drama— four guys, one girl, all vying for her attention. He

us all look bad," he muttered. "No way in hell would I ever debase myself like that for

Saunders-born with that last name, he'd never have to grovel

to bet? That bunch of lovesick puppies will be the first

agreed, shaking his head. He didn't think much of

nine sharp, the tournament kicked off. Champions

it was his team's turn. But as soon as they stepped onto the stage, he froze.

surprised Wade even