NovelXXXChapter 267 Weston had always doted on Citrine. The moment he heard her speak up for Travis, most of his anger melted away.
Citrine, of course, understood this perfectly.
She strolled over and sat down in front of Weston as if she belonged there, her eyes bright with an easy smile. "Grandpa, Travis really loves gaming. Besides, he's already good enough to get into college now. Why not let him do what he enjoys? People are only truly happy when they follow their passions." Weston's stern face softened a little at her words.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCitrine shot a quick glance at Travis before continuing, "I believe in him. I know he'll make something of himself." Weston knew exactly what this girl was up to, but he was helpless against her. In the end, he grudgingly nodded. "Hmph. I'll give him three years. If he can't achieve something in that time, he'll cback and learn to run the family business. No arguments." As soon as Weston relented, hope flickered in Travis's eyes.
He promised eagerly, "Don't worry, Grandpa. I'll prove myself, I swear." Weston's expression remained stern as he fixed Travis with a hard look-very different from the gentle tone he'd used with Citrine. "Remember this, Travis. No matter what we do, the Carmichaels always strive to be the best. If you can't make a nfor yourself, then don't go around telling people you're a Carmichael. I won't stand for that kind of embarrassment." "Yes, Grandpa," Travis replied, nodding earnestly.
The championship match was set for the end of November, right as the school began its review period for finals. But just then, a problem arose: one of the players Travis had recruited for his team suddenly dropped out, unable to withstand the pressure from his parents.
With only four players left, they didn't have enough people to compete.
As soon as Citrine heard the news, she quickly calmed everyone down. After thinking it through, she made up her mind.
"Travis, I'll join the team and play with you," she said, her tone serious-no hint of joking.
Travis was stunned when he heard this and refused without hesitation. "No way. The SATs are coming up! You can't let this mess with your studies." He trusted his sister's skills after all, she was the top-ranked CrimsonFirst. With her on the team, their chances would skyrocket. But with the SATS so close, competing now could jeopardize her scores. No matter how much he wanted to participate, he couldn't risk his sister's future for his own ambitions.
Sylvan agreed, "He's right, Citrine. The SATs are just around the corner. What if this affects your performance?" Carney and Springer echoed the ssentiment. They were Travis's friends, but after spending so much twith Citrine and after all the tutoring she'd given them-she was their friend too. None of them wanted to see her make a sacrifice.
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Citrine could see their concern, so she reassured them, "Don't worry, I know what i'm doing. I promise I won't let it affect my grades." Travis still looked uneasy. "I don't know, Citrine. This is a big deal."
"Here, take a look at this." Seeing his hesitation, Citrine opened up a m picture from her phone and handed it to Travis. "What's this?" he asked, taking the phone.
She smiled, "I already got my acceptance letter from Crestwood University." "What?" Travis's eyes widened as he looked at the photo.
Sylvan and the others crowded around, eager to see for themselves.
On the screen was a clear image of the official Crestwood University acceptance letter, complete with the president's seal Crestwood's admissions letters were strictly regulated-it was a crto forge one. No one doubted for a second that it was real.
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