The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 584

Amelia didn't look at her. Instead, at the sound of her words, she turned her head

to glance at Citrine, who was sitting not far away next to Travis, laughing as she nibbled at a skewer. There was a trace of admiration in her eyes.

"It's Citrine. My family's nothing special, and if it weren't for her, I never would have landed the role of Diana or gotten this far. Everything I have today, I owe to Citrine. She's the one who lifted me up when I needed it most, who gave me the chance to soar."

"If it weren't for her, I wouldn't be who I am now. She's my best friend, and honestly, she saved me when I was at my lowest."

When Citrine's name came up, Ingrid's face beamed with pride. She smiled and said, “Citrine's an incredible person. And you, being her best friend, are just as impressive. Both of you are truly remarkable."

"Her best friend?" Ingrid paused, turning the words over.

"Absolutely. Even if she's never said it out loud, it's not hard to tell. She talks about you all the time in our dorm-never mentions anyone else, just you. And honestly, she treats you differently."

Amelia's eyes sparkled. "How is it different?"

"She's not someone who overshares, but she always wants to share her life with you. I hardly ever hear her talk about anyone else, but you come up all the time. And every time, she starts with, 'My superstar friend'-you should see how proud she looks."

Hearing Ingrid's words, Amelia was taken aback. Suddenly, all those little moments she'd brushed aside came rushing back with perfect clarity.

And Citrine's different treatment of her didn't stop there.

coveted scripts Citrine had delivered to her personally, the new season's clothes and handbags that arrived like clockwork every quarter, the latest tech

stumbled upon a beautiful view or a delicious meal, she'd snap a photo and share it with

though they lived in different cities, went to different schools, the distance hadn't driven them apart-if anything, they were

what Ingrid had said earlier, Amelia finally accepted

really was Citrine's

this friend they shared, but soon

"Amy! Come on over-the

call her by name, Amelia's

knew it. She really was Citrine's number

led the others over to join

gathered around, chatting and enjoying their food. The mood was light, easy, and

house, things weren't nearly as

and found himself face-to-face with Hilda and a couple of

he saw Hilda. His tone was curt. "What

obvious he wasn't

see them

Hilda offered an awkward

birthday.