The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 388

Chapter 390

Over the past few years, Hilda had grown more and more unhinged. No one

dared cross her-after all, the Saunders family had money and power to burn. If you got on Hilda's bad side, you might not even know what hit you.

The Currys, on the other hand, were just wealthy second-generation kids in Crestwood; they didn't have the clout to be considered true elites. Out in the world, Curry still had to tread carefully.

Just then, the match officially began.

As team captain, Citrine gave calm, precise instructions to her squad. Meanwhile, Wade's team looked like they were just there for the experience, with zero strategy to speak of. What was even stranger, Wade spent the entire opening round glued to Travis, targeting him and only him. It was blatant—he was out for Travis, and everyone could see it.

It didn't take long for Citrine's team to catch on to Wade's fixation. Citrine frowned and reminded Travis, "Keep your cool, big bro."

Travis was already burning with frustration, but Citrine's words helped him rein it in and focus.

But Wade was relentless, like a dog with a bone-he simply wouldn't let Travis go.

team's back while fending off Wade's attacks, Travis soon

that critical moment, Citrine landed a clean shot,

Curry's squad started to lose their nerve. It wasn't long before they

over almost as soon as it

his face was a

about was the moment his own sister had taken

most was that she'd done it for someone else. Wade

Quentin, watching from the audience, could

Citrine instantly. The last time he'd seen her, she was just a high school kid. Now, she'd returned as CrimsonFirst, sitting at the very top

two undefeated players, Quentin and Citrine would

point

to be seen; Citrine was sitting

dropped into the seat

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