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The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 142
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Chapter 143 They'd all assumed they'd be carrying Citrine through the game, but it turned out she was the one carrying them.

Watching Citrine dominate the match, Carney grew curious about her stats and clicked onto her profile. Her match history was hidden, so he couldn't see her records-but he did spot something that nearly made him shout in surprise.

Excited, Carney pulled Citrine over and pointed at the "partnered player" section on her profile, practically bursting as he asked, "Hey, do you know this Crimson First?" Oh my god, that was *the* Crimson First-the highest-ranked player in the whole game! The moment the others heard the name, they all looked over, their faces a blend of disbelief and awe.

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Anyone who played *Summit Showdown* knew CrimsonFirst, the undisputed number one on the servers. In the gaming community, Crimson First was basically a legend-half the player base idolized them.

Carney was one of those obsessed fans. He stared at Citrine, eyes glowing with excitement, barely daring to hope.

Finally, Citrine nodded. "Yeah, I know them." Everyone's gaze zeroed in on her. Before anyone could bombard her with questions, Citrine added casually, "That's my main account." "What?" Carney was sure he'd misheard. He blurted out again, "You mean- you're Crimson First?" "That's right." Citrine nodded and, to prove it, logged into her main account on the computer. The truth was undeniable.

The entire group gaped at her. Shock didn't begin to cover how they felt.

"Is there anything you *can't* do?" Sylvan finally managed, staring at Citrine as if seeing her for the first time. "Top of the class, fastest runner, and now the best gamer too?" Carney was beside himself. "No way, you *have* to sign something forbefore you go! I need to post it online- my friends will never believe I actually met my idol!" He was obsessed with Crimson First, always rewatching fan- posted videos of her matches every night.

Seeing Carney cling to Citrine, Travis made a face and shoved him away. "Hey, back off. My sister's off-limits." Now that Citrine was suddenly the most popular person in the room, Travis felt a pang of protectiveness. Carney grinned shamelessly. "She's our sister too, you know!" Travis immediately stepped in front of Citrine, shooting Carney a warning glare. "Dream on. She's *my* sister." "Oh, con. Don't be so childish!" Citrine couldn't help but laugh at their bickering.

Travis pointed at Carney. "He's the childish one." Carney retorted, "No, *he* is." Once the two finally calmed down, Citrine grew serious. "Game's over. Now it's tto hit the books with me." Travis didn't protest. "Whatever you say." Citrine glanced at Sylvan and Springer, raising an eyebrow. "You two as well." Carney, still starstruck, agreed instantly-anything to spend more twith his idol.

With everyone on board, Sylvan and Springer couldn't very well refuse, so they nodded too.

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Since there was still tleft in the day, Citrine led them back to the classroom at Havencrest Technical College.

Most of the students at Havencrest had been all but abandoned by their families and in tum, had given up on themselves. They'd stopped paying attention in class since freshman year. So Citrine had no choice but to start tutoring them from the very basics.

Even though they were humanities majors and Citrine's focus was m science it didn't matter to her-she could handle it all.

The group settled in, figuring they might as well stick it out, even if they Yet didn't expect much. But twenty if minutes later, to their surprise, it actually started to make sense.