The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 320

As soon as Citrine finished speaking, a ripple of whispers swept through the crowd. Suddenly, the way everyone looked at Kali changed completely.

“Kali just turned a love ballad about two heroes into some kind of wild party dance. Honestly, that’s disgusting.”

“Seriously, what is going on in her head? Even a story about heroes isn’t sacred to her.”

“And she calls herself Crestwood University’s star student? More like Crestwood’s embarrassment.”

“She didn’t even bother to check what the song meant before dancing. Way to make a fool of herself.”

“I’m so done with her. From now on, Citrine’s my idol. Kali’s canceled.”

“Yeah, Citrine is way more talented.”

“If anyone deserves the title of Crestwood’s top student, it’s Citrine. She actually lives up to it.”

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Kali couldn’t understand why, in just a matter of moments, the admiration in everyone’s eyes had turned to scorn and contempt. She felt a lump rise in her throat. “I didn’t know—I really didn’t know,” she protested, her voice trembling.

Her face drained of color. “If I’d known what the lyrics meant, I never would have danced like that.”

Citrine arched an eyebrow at her, lips curling in a half-smile. She was about to leave this petty scene when suddenly, a man in a sharp suit stepped forward.

“Apologize.” His voice was cold, his eyes fixed hard on Citrine.

The unexpected command made Citrine pause. She looked up and met a pair of deep, dark eyes—the very eyes of the man she’d once wished she’d never see again.

“Kali’s brother, maybe you should just take her home. School’s a rough place for someone so breakable. We’re just regular people; it’s not fair to expect us to take the fall if she trips over her own feet.”

“Besides, Citrine was just stating the facts. No need to overreact.”

“Exactly. Citrine didn’t do anything wrong.”

“Kali’s brother, maybe you should get the whole story from your sister before you start pointing fingers. Citrine’s being blamed for nothing.”

One student, less patient than the rest, scoffed. “Maybe your sister should’ve actually understood the song before she danced. Not Citrine’s fault she didn’t do her homework.”

“All Citrine did was educate her. She wasn’t trying to hurt anyone.”

“Honestly, Kali should be thanking Citrine.”