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.