The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 659

Racecar legend?

Monica and Wade both stared at Citrine in astonishment, along with everyone else.

Then they watched as Citrine turned to the Skysunder Ridge security team. "Thank you for your hard work," she said.

Once the guards had left, Monica couldn't hold back any longer. "Citrine, so you agreed to let Wade and Jonah race because you'd already made preparations, didn't you?"

Wade looked over at Citrine too, waiting for her answer.

Citrine nodded, offering no denial.

Meanwhile, Jonah looked absolutely miserable. Losing was hard enough to swallow, but learning that Citrine had been the one to save him made his feelings even more complicated.

But what truly shocked him was discovering that Citrine was none other than Skysunder Ridge's legendary racer.

Jonah, still struggling to come to terms with everything, walked over to Citrine. Regardless of how he felt, she had saved his life.

Reluctantly, he muttered, "Anyway... thank you."

Citrine's lips curled into a faint smile. "Don't mention it. Just remember our little wager."

mention of the bet,

hand, was brimming with satisfaction. He grinned broadly and said,

jaw clenched so tightly, it looked like he might crack a tooth. But he squeezed out the words, "I'm

repeated the apology ten times in

Jonah's embarrassment now felt even more intense. Realizing this, Wade's

the bet, Jonah cast Citrine a complicated look, then turned

Wade with a

sister's hair

the Saunders family threw an extravagant

in Crestwood-anyone who

Hilda had arranged for the best styling team in the city

Citrine emerged, the entire Saunders family was left utterly mesmerized by her

years, Hilda had been known as the most stunning woman

now, with Citrine's strikingly

breathtaking-she was the new

the banquet arm-in-arm with Hilda, both dressed in coordinating gowns from the same collection. The moment

That's the daughter the

god, she's

wearing matching