The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress (Citrine) novel Chapter 292

Some people just couldn’t resist a bit of drama.

“No way. She’s clearly wearing makeup. Why lie about it?”

“Girls know girls best. That’s what you call the ‘no-makeup’ makeup look.”

“I don’t get it. If you put on makeup, just admit it. It’s not like it’s a crime.”

“That’s because you don’t get it. If she won’t take her makeup off, she must look downright scary without it. Probably afraid she’ll frighten everyone.”

“She looks presentable with makeup, but who knows what kind of monster is underneath?”

“Oh please, have you looked in a mirror lately?” Ingrid shot the group a fierce glare. “You’re not exactly a vision yourselves, with those pockmarks all over your face. Maybe check yourself before you talk about someone else.”

Jane arched an eyebrow, her tone dripping with sarcasm, “Jealousy really does make people ugly, doesn’t it? You should see your faces right now.”

Lisa, not to be outdone, fired back in her hometown dialect, “Where I’m from, girls like Citrine are born beautiful, inside and out. Unlike you toads—ugly on the outside, and even uglier inside.”

The group fell silent, realizing these three weren’t easy targets.

Ingrid rolled her eyes. “I’d love to see their faces if they found out Citrine actually isn’t wearing any makeup.”

Lisa smirked. “They’d be green with envy, that’s for sure.”

Meanwhile, Hastings had reached the end of his patience. He grabbed a pack of makeup remover wipes from a cardboard box and strode straight toward Citrine.