NovelXXXChapter 377 As she left, Citrine slipped the two checks from the table into her purse without a second thought.
Forty million dollars in hand-no wonder even the breeze on her walk back felt sweet.
She mused to herself: if she'd lived her last life with as few moral qualms as she had now, she'd probably have been riding high for years. Too bad she'd been such a naive idiot back then.
But that was fine. This taround, she was going to get everything she wanted.
*** That afternoon, Sebastian was already waiting outside the girls' dormitory.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtTall and striking, he leaned casually against a pillar, one hand tucked into his pocket, eyes fixed on the entrance. Students passing by couldn't help but stare.
"Oh my god, he's gorgeous. Do you think he has a girlfriend?" one girl squealed in a hushed whisper.
"I wouldn't get your hopes up," her friend replied, glancing at his face and lowering her voice conspiratorially. "That's Sebastian-he's the one Kali's got her eye on." "Oh-never mind, then." Unaware of their conversation, Sebastian kept his gaze locked on the dorm's front doors.
After a few minutes, Citrine finally emerged.
The instant he saw her, the chill in Sebastian's eyes melted away, replaced by a softness that was almost startling.
A gentle smile touched his lips, and his whole demeanor shifted-suddenly warm, attentive.
Citrine felt a bit awkward, remembering what Phipps had said about Sebastian having a crush on her.
She studied his face for any sign of affection. There was nothing overt, but she couldn't deny that his gaze was different from how he looked at anyone else.
She approached, her voice soft. "Ready to go?" Sebastian hesitated, then blurted out, "There's a music festival at Chroma Plaza tonight. Want to check it out?" "Sure," Citrine replied easily. "I'm free." The campus was a ways from Chroma Plaza, so Citrine led Sebastian to the school's parking lot. Sebastian watched in disbelief as Citrine unlocked a sleek Phantom. "Wait, this is your car?" "Yeah," she answered, catching herself before she could say more—after all, Sebastian was supposed to be the broke guy, at least according to his cover story. "Hop in." Citrine slid into the driver's seat and glanced over at him expectantly. Sebastian climbed in on the passenger side, suddenly unsure what to do with his hands or feet.
Citrine seemed perfectly at ease. She shot him a look and said gently, "Seatbelt." When he didn't move right away, she leaned over and tugged the seatbelt across his chest.
The space between them all but vanished, their bodies almost pressed together.
Sebastian's cheeks flushed red, the color creeping up to his ears. His heart thudded wildly in his chest.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmCitrine realized how close they were and glanced at him. Their eyes met, and for a split second, tseemed to freeze.
He felt as though someone had squeezed his heart tight.
Finally, the seatbelt clicked into place. Citrine murmured, "There you gon and shifted away with a calm that made Sebastian feel even more self-conscious.
She acted as if their closeness hadn't meant a thing-composed, unruffled. Sebastian, on the other hand, couldn't get his heart to settle. Who would've thought a guy in his twenties could be flustered by a teenage girl? It wasn't until they reached Chroma Plaza that the flush faded from his face.
The plaza was packed, music pounding through the air.
Citrine started toward the entrance, but when she glanced back, she saw Sebastian trailing behind, juggling a huge bag stuffed with snacks and drinks.
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