NovelEnglishChapter 659 Racecar legend? Monica and Wade both stared at Citrine in astonishment, along with everyone else.
Then they watched as Citrine turned to the Skysunder Ridge security team. "Thank you for your hard work," she said.
Once the guards had left, Monica couldn't hold back any longer. "Citrine, so you agreed to let Wade and Jonah race because you'd already made preparations, didn't you?" Wade looked over at Citrine too, waiting for her answer.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCitrine nodded, offering no denial.
Meanwhile, Jonah looked absolutely miserable. Losing was hard enough to swallow, but learning that Citrine had been the one to save him made his feelings even more complicated.
But what truly shocked him was discovering that Citrine was none other than Skysunder Ridge's legendary racer. Jonah, still struggling to cto terms with everything, walked over to Citrine. Regardless of how he felt, she had saved his life.
Reluctantly, he muttered, "Anyway... thank you." Citrine's lips curled into a faint smile. "Don't mention it. Just remember our little wager." At the mention of the bet, Jonah's face went pale.
Wade, on the other hand, was brimming with satisfaction. He grinned broadly and said, "Con, Jonah, tfor you to pay up." Jonah's jaw clenched so tightly, it looked like he might crack a tooth. But he squeezed out the words, "I'm sorry, Grandpa." He repeated the apology ten times in a row.
Compared to the humiliation Wade had suffered before, Jonah's embarrassment now felt even more intense. Realizing this, Wade's mood visibly soared.
After fulfilling his end of the bet, Jonah cast Citrine a complicated look, then turned and left.
"So, do you feel vindicated now?" Citrine asked Wade with a laugh once the others had gone.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"All thanks to you, sis," Wade replied, ruffling his sister's hair with an affectionate grin. "You really helpedsave face today." A month later, the Saunders family threw an extravagant welcbanquet to celebrate Citrine's return. They invited all the most prominent figures in Crestwood-anyone who was anyone was on the guest list. That day, Hilda had arranged for the best styling team in the city to help her daughter get ready. When Citrine emerged, the entire Saunders family was left utterly mesmerized by her beauty.
For years, Hilda had been known as the most stunning woman in the Saunders family, but now, with Citrine's strikingly similar features-yet somehow even more breathtaking-she was the new standard.
In the evening, Citrine arrived at the banquet arm-in-arm with Hilda, both dressed in coordinating gowns from the scollection. The moment they entered, all eyes in the room turned to them.
"Did you see that? That's the daughter the Saunders family finally found." "My god, she's gorgeous-almost unreal." "President Saunders and her daughter are wearing matching gowns. She must absolutely dote on her." "I mean, look at them together! They could pass for sisters instead of mother and daughter." At that moment, someone recognized Citrine.
"Wait a second-isn't the Saunders family's long-lost daughter the spitting image of the CEO of CICI Group?" "Is it possible they're the sperson?" "And that's not even her only identity."
Tonight's guest list was full of Crestwood's elite, many of whom Ite, already knew Citrine's reputation.
The Saunders family had been a Crestwood institution forgenerations powerful and deeply rooted. But Citrine was a force in her own right: CEO of CICI Group, VI
chairwoman of the Crestwood Medical Research Center, bestselling author, director of Medical Institute... elithole was more impressive than was more impressive than Each the last, leaving everyone in awe.
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