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The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 140

That was actually pretty creepy, to be honest.

Carney rubbed his arms, shivering a little. "Dude, can we switch topics? I've got goosebumps everywhere."

"Get outta here," Travis shot back, but he was in a good mood and didn't even bristle at Carney's teasing tone.

Springer grinned. "Travis, I didn't peg you for the overprotective brother type. Honestly, you should just embrace it—go all-in on being the doting sibling."

Travis didn't snap back this time. He seemed to be thinking about it, and after a brief pause, he shrugged. "Not the worst idea." So what if he spoiled Citrine? She was his sister, after all.

The others looked at the brother and sister, a little envious.

Truth be told, if any of them had a sister like Citrine, they'd probably want to spoil her rotten too.

Besides, when Citrine spoke up for Havencrest Technical College earlier, it had hit them hard—inspiring and moving them in a way they couldn't quite shake off. Even now, the memory of her words still left a strong impression.

After halftime, Travis and the guys headed back onto the court.

The tension between the teams was palpable—one glance and you could feel the sparks flying.

Travis fixed Clifford with a cold stare, and Clifford didn't back down an inch.

From the moment the game started, Clifford seemed hell-bent on going after Travis, like he'd brought all their off-court friction onto the court with him.

But Travis wasn't about to be intimidated, meeting Clifford's aggression head-on.

Maybe it was the conversation with Citrine that fueled him, but right now, there was only one thing in Travis's mind: winning.

In the end, Clifford's personal vendetta and lack of teamwork cost his side dearly—they lost, and badly.

As soon as the game ended, Laird and Gideon hurried after Clifford.

Gideon eyed Clifford with concern. "Clifford, what was up with you out there?"

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