The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Even though Jonah had already slowed down, there was nothing he could do to prevent the sudden disaster.

In the next instant, a tree on the right side of the mountain suddenly crashed down, rolling straight toward his car. Just as Jonah tried to accelerate, the tree barreled down the slope and stopped directly in front of him, blocking the road completely.

"Damn it." Jonah slammed his palm against the steering wheel, cursing under his breath.

By now, Citrine had left him far behind. By the time Jonah managed to deal with the fallen tree, she had already vanished from sight.

What Jonah didn't realize was that the moment the tree had toppled in front of his car, he'd already lost the race.

It took everything he had to drag the tree out of the way, and then he stomped on the gas in a desperate attempt to catch up.

Meanwhile, Citrine's expression never wavered as she navigated the treacherous mountain roads. Even when rocks tumbled down or branches crashed in her path, she spotted every obstacle in advance, instantly gauging where the debris would land, and expertly drifted around the falling hazards without missing a beat.

The first time Citrine maneuvered over a fallen log, Wade's eyes went wide with shock.

"Careful, sis.” His voice was thick with worry as he watched her from the passenger seat.

But before he could say more, Citrine pressed the pedal and the car leapt, soaring smoothly over the obstacle.

Wade was stunned. Her drift was flawless-tires barely touching the ground. How on earth was she pulling off moves like this?

Afraid he'd distract her, Wade watched Citrine's profile for a moment, fighting to contain his excitement, and forced himself to keep quiet.

But Citrine's next string of lightning-fast maneuvers left Wade utterly speechless.

Before he could even process what he'd just seen, Citrine's calm voice broke the silence: "Hold onto the handle, Wade."

There was a hint of excitement in her tone, a spark in her eyes that made Wade almost doubt what he was seeing—his little sister looked positively exhilarated.

Doing as he was told, Wade gripped the car's handle tight.

Suddenly, Citrine floored it, pushing the car to its limits. Not even the pounding rain or swirling wind could slow her down.

It was a treacherous mountain road, but under Citrine's hands, it felt as smooth as a freshly paved highway.

Despite the brutal weather, Citrinenoveldrama

tore down the road

unhindered-until they reached a

section that had collapsed. Morenet

than ten feet of the road had crumbled away, leaving nothing but a sheer drop into the abyss below.

As the broken road loomed ahead, Wade's face went pale.

He stammered, panic creeping into his voice, "Citrine, we should stop here it's over-it's just not possible to cross something like that."

When Citrine didn't even flinch, Wade pressed on, "If we fall, we could die."

Citrine flashed him a reassuring smile. "Relax, Wade. We're not going to die." And with that, she gripped the steering wheel tighter, her voice serious. "Hold on and lean your weight up."

Wade barely had time to protest. He just did as she said, clinging to the handle, heart pounding in his throat.

Citrine's

aession never changed

She backed up a little, floored t

and shot the car straight the broken edge of the road.

One second... two seconds... three seconds...

The car landed safely on the other side.

Wade hadn't shut his eyes, so he saw everything-exactly how his sister had

cleared that ten-foot chasm.

His tension melted away at once.

He turned to Citrine, his face breaking into a huge, delighted grin. "That... that was incredible!"