The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 144

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That day, after their extra study session wrapped up, everyone left with their minds buzzing—feeling both exhausted and strangely fulfilled.

The next morning, when Amelia heard that Citrine had been tutoring the group, she insisted on joining in too. "My freshman year foundation is a mess," she confessed. "I really need the help."

Citrine was delighted to have Amelia onboard and agreed without a second thought.

That afternoon, they arrived at Havencrest Technical College. It was only then, as they were chatting in the hallway, that Amelia learned something surprising.

"Wait—seriously?" Amelia's eyes widened in disbelief. "You're all humanities majors?"

Sylvan, thinking she didn't believe him, nodded with a patient smile. "Yeah, really. All of us. We're not messing with you."

Amelia knew they wouldn't lie about something like this, but she still frowned, confused. "That's not the important part. The thing is, Citrine's a science major."

"Wait, your sister's a science major?" someone echoed in surprise.

"But didn't she just help us with history yesterday?" another chimed in.

"Yeah, and she was great at it."

"Maybe she just remembers it all from freshman year," Amelia mused, after a moment's thought. "Makes sense, right?"

The others nodded. That seemed plausible enough.

Just then, Citrine returned from the restroom and caught the tail end of their conversation. "Remembers what?" she asked, eyebrow raised.

Sylvan filled her in. "Citrine, we just found out you're a science major."

Citrine nodded, completely unfazed. She figured they were worried she might not be able to help them, so she smiled reassuringly. "Don't worry. I already taught myself all the humanities material from freshman to senior year. I've got you covered."

The room fell silent. Travis and the others stared at Citrine, mouths hanging open, utterly speechless.

Was she secretly a learning machine in a past life?

Maybe it was Citrine's words, or maybe just her presence, but suddenly the whole group seemed lit up with new energy. They studied like their lives depended on it, refusing to waste even a minute of their breaks.

And that intense drive lasted for days.

Eventually, Citrine couldn't help but intervene. "Guys, seriously. Take a break. You'll burn yourselves out."

Travis looked at his sister, then squared his shoulders with renewed determination. "Don't worry about me, Citrine. I can keep going." He was determined to be worthy of standing at her side.

Amelia declared, "Citrine, I love studying, and studying loves me. Starting today, my goal is to break into the top fifty."

Sylvan grinned. "This time, I'm making my comeback for sure."

Carney added, "If our idol is this hardcore, I'll just have to keep up—or die trying."

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