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."

everyone headed to the dining hall for lunch. After the meal,

race, Citrine called out

eyebrow.

Griffin, since you and my brother had a wager, shouldn't we add one to our race as

asked, "What do

win, you have to tell my brother 'I'm sorry' ten times—and from

laughing. "So that's what this is

"Cut the crap. If you've got it in you, have

to do is call him Grandpa,

lose, Wade gets on

cut in, answering for

that much. Warmth blossomed in her chest as she looked at

ruffled her hair, his voice gentle and full of

lose, it's no big

had to kneel? If it made his sister happy, his pride was a small

limits, Jonah thought. Still, if they wanted to play,

he said seriously. "Let's

race car, with Wade at her side in

the other side, Jonah climbed into his own