The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 388

"Goddess, I love you!"

"You got this, goddess!"

"Goddess for the win!"

"Make sure to crush the other team so hard they run for their lives!"

...

Wade: "..." Excuse me, is this really considered polite?

Curry and the rest of the squad: "..

11 ...

The arena was a storm of cheers, the noise rolling and echoing without end. The crowd's energy was so overwhelming, even the game commentator couldn't help but laugh, "No wonder Crimson First is ranked number one. That kind of popularity rivals any celebrity."

all people, they never would've guessed the most unassuming girl on their team

Wasn't that

in the finals. Who would have thought

as the CrimsonFirst title was, what really shook Wade to his core right

with nothing between them, he finally saw her

The resemblance was uncanny.

exactly like his aunt had

at Citrine, visibly rattled, something raw

little sister, glared back, bristling with protectiveness. He stepped forward, subtly shifting so

was blocked, Wade's face fell. Suddenly, he didn't care that they were still in the middle of the competition. He marched right over to Travis and,

coldly facing Wade. Her voice was

I'm your brother," Wade shot back, his voice dropping, hurt flickering

is what it feels like the greatest distance in the world is standing right in front of your own sister,

at him, baffled, as if she

defend him, felt a swell of emotion. But he was the older brother here he should

himself, Travis moved in front of Citrine again, shielding her. He tapped his temple and said to her, "Citrine, this guy's

practically hopping mad