The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 473

At this moment, Wade had completely forgotten his earlier embarrassment.

Looking earnestly at Citrine, he said, "Sis, thank you. Seriously, if it weren't for you, I'd be finished today."

Thank goodness for his sister. If she hadn't stepped in, by tomorrow everyone in Crestwood would be talking about how he'd knelt and called Quentin his “dad.” He'd be the butt of every joke in town.

Citrine just smiled. "No need to thank me. It was nothing, really. Besides, I can't stand Quentin either."

She might have helped Wade out of a tight spot, but that didn't mean she wanted to get any closer to him.

As soon as she finished speaking, Citrine tugged at Travis's sleeve, ready to leave.

But Wade suddenly panicked. He jumped in front of her, arms spread wide to block her path. "Sis, can I get your number?"

He stared at Citrine, determined not to give up. With a resigned sigh, Citrine pulled up her messenger app and showed him her contact code.

Once they'd exchanged numbers, Citrine and Travis finally walked away.

As soon as they were out of earshot, Travis couldn't hold back any longer. "Citrine, why'd you help him?"

Just hearing Wade call her "sis" over and over made Travis want to punch the guy in the face.

He honestly couldn't understand why his sister would bother.

Citrine dropped her gaze and pressed her lips together, thinking for a moment. Then she smiled and said, "Honestly? I'm not even sure myself."

guess I just didn't want to

because she didn't want to

about the way his sister treated Wade, Travis fell silent, a wave of jealousy washing

tinged with envy, "Citrine, do you really like this Wade guy that

looked completely deflated, and Citrine couldn't help but find

What an idiot.

and said seriously, "You'll always be

still the most important person in

over Citrine's concern for Wade,

it. I'm your favorite. That Wade guy can't hold a candle

in agreement.

and

behind the siblings, were hardly

scene.

used to

overprotectiveness long ago. Annet

there was probably no

way home from North Steed Summit Circuit, Wade clung to his phone, grinning from ear

Monica arrived

goofy look on his face,

l.ne

you win

an eyebrow. "What's got

So