The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 134

She'd grown up under the old man's watchful eye, trained as if she were a boy, and had always excelled at sports.

Someone like Citrine—so slight she looked as if a stiff breeze could blow her over—wouldn't stand a chance against her, even if there were two of her.

This time, Citrine was doomed to lose.

"You're awfully persistent, aren't you?" Once again, Regina was insisting that she should get out of the Carmichael family. She really was fixated on kicking Citrine out, but her wish probably wouldn't come true today.

"No problem." Citrine accepted the challenge without hesitation.

After all, she had no intention of losing.

As soon as the warm-ups ended, the race began.

The starter's pistol cracked, and Citrine shot forward.

The sidelines were packed with students from Primus Academy. Amelia was among them, and even students who barely knew Citrine were cheering her on.

They'd made a banner for her, and in an instant, Citrine became the center of attention, stealing the spotlight from everyone else.

"Go, genius!"

"Let's go, Citrine!"

"You're the best, Citrine!"

The shouts from the crowd came in waves.

The students from Elegance Peak Academy, standing nearby, turned to watch the spectacle.

One of them scoffed, "Since when are the Primus Academy bookworms this united?"

"Yeah, I thought all they did was bury their noses in books."

"And that girl they're rooting for—Citrine, number one—she doesn't look like much."