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The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 319
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Chapter 321 "This year's solo champion is Citrine. No one deserves it more." "Her dancing was just breathtaking-honestly, her technique is even better than Kali's." "Seriously, I wish I were Citrine. She doesn't even have to go through the selection rounds-she just gets straight into the student council." Someone up ahead, eyes shining with envy, turned to Citrine. "Citrine, you're a freshman and you already qualify for the student council. That's huge! You must be thrilled, right?" "I'm not interested in the student council, and I won't be joining," Citrine replied, shaking her head without hesitation.

The girl's mouth dropped open in shock. She leaned in, as if to remind Citrine, "You know, Crestwood's student council has the toughest selection process on campus. If you don't take the offer now, it'll be almost impossible to get in later." Nearby, Ingrid and her friends stared at Citrine, practically dying to accept on her behalf. But all they could do was fidget anxiously while Citrine simply offered a polite smile and declined once more. "I doubt I'll ever want to join the student council." Everyone at Crestwood knew the student council was packed with talented students-most from privileged backgrounds, connected families, and possessed with every advantage you could imagine.

Getting in meant everything: networking across social circles, picking up new skills, maybe even crossing class barriers if you got lucky.

So Citrine's rejection caught everyone completely off guard. More than a few people felt sorry for her missed opportunity, but it was her decision-nobody had any right to interfere.

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Kali, meanwhile, stared at Citrine in disbelief. It had taken Kali every ounce of effort to claw her way into the student council. And yet this bitch just tossed the offer aside like it was nothing. Didn't even know to value what was right in front of her. What an idiot.

Theo watched Citrine as well, eyebrows drawn together in a faint frown.

But none of them realized: Citrine didn't need their connections or resources. She was the connection. She already had everything she needed.

After the welcgala ended, Kali stormed off, her mood dark as a thundercloud.

Theo started to go after his sister to comfort her, but a glance at Citrine kept him rooted in place.

People were filing out of the hall, most in pairs or small groups.

Theo made his way over, grabbed Citrine's wrist, and pulled her into a quiet, empty alcove.

"Why did you go after Kali like that?" His eyes flashed with anger. "You knew exactly what you were doing, making her look bad in front of everyone. You'd already won-you could've just let it go." It was obvious to Theo: Citrine had deliberately told that story, steering the conversation so the others would turn on Kali with their words.

He couldn't deny he felt something inexplicable for Citrine. But that didn't mean he'd let her hurt his little sister. Kali was family. He knew where his loyalties lay.

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Citrine let out a short, incredulous I laugh. "And why shouldn't I call her out? She tried to embarrass me, but I can't do the sto her? How does that make any sense?" "Besides, she only got burned because she didn't know what she was talking about." Theo was just as biased as ever-always making excuses for Kali, never caring about right or wrong.

Citrine glared at him, her contempt plain. "And you say I targeted her? Are you blind? Didn't you see she started it? Or did you see and just pretend you didn't?" "Always so quick with a comeback," Theo muttered, her words leaving him speechless and his expression darkening.

It took him a moment to compose himself. When he finally spoke, his tone was thick with disappointment.

Lidn't "Why didn't you join the student council just now? The chance was right in front of you." "What business is it of yours?" Citrine shot back, irritation clear in her voice.

She had no idea why Theo even cared, and as far as she was concerned, they were nowhere near close enough for this kind of conversation.