Exposing the Charade of Deep Affection (PDF) novel Chapter 196

Chapter 196 Even a Dog Knows Gratitude Better Than You Do 

Lucas furrowed his brows, opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but seemed to hesitate for a moment. After a pause, he finally asked, “Have you met this Freyhedgean tycoon? Haven’t you noticed anything unusual?” 

I shook my head, “No, what’s wrong?” 

Seeing this, he pursed his lips, took a slight breath, and muttered to himself, “Perhaps I’m overthinking.” After a moment of silence, he said, “Alright, go see your sister.” 

I always felt that he seemed to have something to say to me, but it seemed inappropriate when it came to his lips and he didn’t say it. 

Although I was curious, I ultimately didn’t ask much. 

Lucas took me to an interrogation room. Before long, Ashley, handcuffed, walked in on the other side of the thick glass. Seeing me, the corners of her mouth lifted into a cold smirk. 

Apparently, she had anticipated that I would come to her on my own initiative. 

Perhaps it was because they hadn’t seen each other for several days, her complexion looked somewhat haggard. It was likely not due to staying in the police station for too long, but because of the premature birth of her large baby. 

She sat down across from me, picked up the intercom, and said disdainfully, “You arrived faster than I expected.” 

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I pursed my lips, if I were to speak of the sisterly affection I once had for her from our many years together, by now, almost all of those feelings have been completely ruined by her time and time again. 

Looking at her, I felt much calmer, “If you want Dad’s inheritance, I have no objections. However, our mother is not in River City at the moment, so I can’t make the decision.” 

She raised an eyebrow, “You have no objections? The Conner family’s assets, you’re willing to share with me?” 

Looking at her contemptuous and disdainful gaze, I remained expressionless, “My parents adopted you, which means they truly consider you as their own daughter. Whether I am willing or not, if you want to part, it’s not up to me.” 

“Hah!” She sneered, “Their own daughter? Tabatha, you sure know how to sweet talk. If they truly considered me as their own, why would they have been guarding against me all these years? All the good things in the house are reserved for you to choose, the best schools are chosen for you, the best jobs are given to you, the best men are chosen for you to marry. They say I am a daughter of the Conner family, but behind closed doors, they are afraid I will compete with you. They have prepared cars and houses for you, what about me? What have they given me?” 

Watching her speak with a face full of grievance and unwillingness, I pursed my lips, my brows involuntarily furrowing slightly. I no longer wanted to listen to her boring words. 

From as far back as I can remember, my parents always gave me and her the same things. In fact, she was older than me, and my mother even gave her more. As for school, before university, we both got into our schools through our own efforts. Joining the company was my own choice. After she graduated, she joined the Hinton Group. My father saw that she had better options and didn’t suggest her to come back to 

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