NovelXXXChapter 643 Everyone was in high spirits-mainly because Monica and Wade had shouldered all the trouble themselves.
Citrine's health had improved, but she still couldn't overexert herself. Herschel and Inez, worried about tiring out their granddaughter, made sure she was settled in before quietly leaving the room.
Out in the hallway, Wade called after them in a plaintive voice, "Grandpa, Grandma, when you set up Citrine's room, did you really have to wreck ours in the process? You should cand see what our rooms look like now!" Inez frowned in annoyance. "What's wrong with your rooms? Your grandpa and I were nice enough to get you both new furniture. Don't tellyou're ungrateful." "New furniture?" Wade almost laughed from sheer exasperation.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtTrying to keep his temper in check, he said, "Grandma, do you mean those two sets of old mahogany furniture you and Grandpa got tired of ten years ago?" Herschel and Inez exchanged a look and said nothing.
Their silence spoke volumes.
Wade was getting worked up. "Grandpa, Grandma, you could have ordered custom pieces or at least bought something new for Citrine. Did you really have to strip our rooms bare?" Inez gave a dismissive snort. "You think I didn't want to? Most new furniture these days has all kinds of chemicals in it-formaldehyde and who knows what else. What if it affected my darling granddaughter's health? Your stuff is much safer." Wade let out a half-laugh, half-sigh. "So basically, Grandma, you're saying what happens toand Monica doesn't matter?" Wade had always been at the bottom of the family totem pole. Monica never imagined she'd end up in the sboat. For a moment, she didn't know whether to laugh or cry at her predicament.
Over the next few days, Hilda stayed hand worked remotely instead of going to the office. Monica skipped work as well, and even Wade-normally the wildest, most restless soul in the house was suddenly on his best behavior, hanging around at hall day.
One night, Wade's friends called, trying to drag him out for a night of reckless driving. Wade didn't even hesitate. "Nah, I'm not going." There was a chorus of protest on the other end. "Con, Mr. Saunders! It's not a race without you." Another voice chimed in, "Wade, what's up with you lately? Count how many times you've turned us down." Then, as if struck by a thought, someone asked, "Wait, Wade, you never hang out anymore-don't tellyou're seeing someone behind our backs?" Wade nearly choked on his snack and coughed furiously. "Don't talk nonsense." "Then why are you always busy? If you're not dating, what's your excuse?" the other guy teased.
Wade Si on pehat do you know? I've Sto spend twith my littet every day now. I don't have to mess around with you guys." Wade's friends all knew a bit about the Saunders family, so this news surprised them. “Little sister? Did your aunt finally find her daughter?" "Yep," Wade replied, grinning with pride.
"Hey, you've got to bring her out to meet us sometime," someone said with a laugh.
Wade puffed up even more. "Keep dreaming. She's my little sister."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmJust then, a clear, melodic voice called out from the other room, m "Wade, splay video games with me!" On the other end of the line, Wade's friends fell silent, absolutely stunned.
Damn, Wade's sister's voice was unreal-like something out of a dream.
Everyone was still dazed by Citrine's voice when Wade replied, his usual cocky swagger gone, now gentle and doting: "Coming!" Then, turning back to the phone, he
said impatiently, "Gotta go play.
Slster games with my sister. You losers without sisters don't even deserve to talk to me."
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