NovelXXXChapter 389 Wade ignored Travis, his gaze pinned intently on Citrine. His voice was oddly earnest, "Sis, I really am your brother." The resemblance was uncanny. Her face was almost a perfect copy of their aunt's there was no mistaking it. She was absolutely their aunt's child.
Wade stared at Citrine, unable to hide his excitement. "Chwith me. The family will be over the moon to know you're alive." Travis's scowl deepened, and as soon as he heard Wade's words, he lost his cool. "Go home? Are you out of your mind?" He jabbed a finger at Wade, bristling with anger. "Listen, Citrine is my sister. If you even think about messing with her, I swear, you'll answer to me." He'd barely settled into his place as Citrine's real brother after those two fake foster brothers finally left, and now, out of nowhere, this lunatic pops up claiming to be her sibling. Just his luck.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJust as it looked like a fight was about to break out, the event host, worried things would get out of hand, quickly stepped in with a placating tone.
"Gentlemen, there's a huge audience here today. If there are any misunderstandings, perhaps you can settle them after the competition. Now's really not the time." Realizing this wasn't the moment to start trouble, Wade pressed his lips together and forced himself to back off.
"You just wait." He shot Travis a murderous glare before stalking off to join his own team at the competition area. Meanwhile, Citrine and Travis took their seats with the rest of their group.
Neither of them took Wade's claims seriously. To them, he was just srandom nutcase spouting nonsense. But on the other side of the arena, Wade's mood was as dark as thunderclouds. The way Citrine had called another man "brother" gnawed at him, and he was so distracted, he barely noticed Quentin.
Curry, noticing Wade's foul mood, frowned and nudged him. "What the hell was that back there? You don't even know that girl-okay, CrimsonFirst calls her 'sis,' but you were about to throw hands with her real brother. I could barely hold you back." Wade, already strung tight, snapped, "Real brother? That's my sister-my own flesh and blood!" Curry blinked, baffled. "But you're an only child-where'd this 'sister' cfrom?" Wade pressed his lips together, his voice rough. "She's my aunt's daughter." In his mind, that made her his true sister.
Curry, who'd grown up with Wade and knew more than most about his family, was stunned.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe hesitated, then wisely decided not to press further.
Everyone in Crestwood knew about the Saunders family's lost princess. She wasn't just the family's soft spot-she was a living taboo, a npeople had learned to never utter.
A few years ago, at a high-society party, srich kid with more money than sense made a crack about the ΟΠ lost Saunders girl, saying, “Con, after all these years, she's got to be dead by now." Somehow, that remark got back to Hilda. The very next day, the boy's family business went bankrupt, and they skipped town overnight. No one's seen them since.
There were other stories, too. At a someone private gathering once, someone m merely mentioned the Saunders family's missing girl in passing, and the next day he wound up with a broken leg.
It was the sat C. Corp-any employee caught whispering about the lost Saunders daughter would be lucky to just resign quietly. Others faced disasters- from ruined families to sudden "accidents." After all that, for years, no one in Crestwood dared speak the Saunders family princess's nagain.
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