The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 655

Just a reckless little brat, thinking she could actually compete with him.

Jonah glanced at Citrine's face and, for a split second, forgot to breathe.

Whatever. If she wanted to play, he'd be gracious enough to humor her. He had nothing better to do anyway-might as well enjoy the show.

He looked at her, a teasing smile tugging at his lips. "If you're up for a game, I'll play along."

"Then let's start now," he added, turning to head toward his car.

"Wait." Citrine's cool voice cut through the air, stopping him in his tracks.

"What is it?" Jonah turned back, a smirk flickering on his face. "Don't tell me you're having second thoughts?" After all, it was Skysunder Ridge they'd be racing—the kind of place people barely made it out of alive. It was only natural for a young girl to get cold feet.

He was about to accept her retreat with a smile when Citrine spoke up, "You already burned a lot of energy in the morning race. Let's set ours for the afternoon. Fair's fair."

Then she added, "My brother will ride shotgun with me. You should find someone to ride with you as well."

Jonah hesitated for a moment, then scoffed and nodded. "Fine."

to the dining hall for lunch. After

race, Citrine called out to

raised an eyebrow. "What's

race as well?" Her

paused, then asked, "What do

have to tell my brother 'I'm sorry' ten times—and from now on, every

out laughing. "So that's what this is a little sister fighting for

the crap. If you've got it in you, have your own sister fight for

to do is call him Grandpa, I'm in." Not

if you lose, Wade gets on

to protest, but Wade cut in, answering for her with fierce certainty.

that much. Warmth blossomed in her chest as she looked at him. "Don't worry.

gentle and full of pride. "I believe in

do lose,

what if he had to kneel? If it made his sister happy, his pride was a small price to

thought. Still,

he said

of Wade's race car, with Wade at her side in the passenger

his own vehicle, another