I'm Your Sister, Brother Chow novel Chapter 50

She walked into the bathroom and stood in front of the full-length mirror. She looked at herself in the mirror and carefully undid her dress.

As the dress slipped off, she was only left clad in a black lace cami she had purposely put on for the night.

But now, she was barely paying any attention to the lace on the cami dress.

Celine gently caressed her underbelly with her long, slender fingers. At the tip of her finger was a curved scar that was shaped like a centipede.

"Chow, don't forget, you owe me your life," Celine said, clenching her fist by her side. "You can only repay me by making me your wife."

After being tormented by Chow for an entire night, Vivian slept in until noon the following day.

Vivian couldn't help blushing when she thought of how Aunt Blaine would probably react.

She hurriedly got up from bed and went to wash up. But before she could descend the stairs, she suddenly heard a familiar voice coming from downstairs.

"Aunt Blaine, is Vivian not up yet? Didn't Chow invite a teacher to tutor her at home?"

Vivian slowed down in her steps. She gripped the bannister a little tighter without realising it.

It was Celine.

Her voice sounded loud, clear, and amicable, but Vivian knew that she couldn't face her calmly.

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"Miss Vivian came back a little late last night. The Young Master had already informed Professor Bender that she would be taking a day off for today," Aunt Blaine answered in a calm and polite tone, void of all friendliness.

However, Celine didn't seem to mind. She sighed with a smile. "Chow seems to be really fond of Vivian. And yet he told me many times that he hates her. I knew he was bluffing all along."

Vivian felt her heart trembling again when she heard Celine saying that.

She'd known for a long time that Chow hated her, but when the words tumbled out of Celine's mouth, Vivian could feel the bitterness seeping in.

Aunt Blaine did not reply Celine. Instead, she only nodded slightly at her. "Miss Celine, please wait for a moment. I will go and check on our young mistress."

It was just a simple sentence, but Aunt Blaine had clearly established who was the actual young mistress of the Howard house. She had called one 'miss' by her name whilst calling the other 'our young mistress'.

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Celine's eyelid twitched, but she said nothing, only nodding slightly at her. "Thank you, Aunt Blaine."

Vivian quickly stepped out as soon as she heard that Aunt Blaine was coming up for her.

"Sister Celine, what are you doing here?" She tried to smile as naturally as she could, but her face seemed to be extremely stiff.

Celine was still smiling in a natural and graceful manner. "I'm surprised that your eyes aren't puffy after getting up so late in the day," she said with a clear laugh. "It must be nice being so young. I could never compare to you."

"I could never compare to you, seducing other people's men at such a young age," Celine thought. "You were born to be a b*tch."

Of course, Celine would never show what she felt.

Vivian subconsciously touched her face and shot her a hasty smile. "What do you mean, Sister Celine? We're only a few years apart."

"You're still young, Vivian. Some men just prefer younger girls like you. My friend's boyfriend has been seduced by one of those seemingly innocent high-school girls before," Celine said, tutting her lips afterwards.

As if it was a late afterthought, Celine stopped talking and covered her mouth with a shocked expression.

"Oh my, what was I saying in front of a child? Of course you wouldn't know any of this. Don't tell Chow that I said anything of the sort, will you? He'll blame me for tainting you then."

She still had an innocent smile on her lips, as if she really hadn't meant to let the words slip.

But Vivian's face had already long lost its colour since Celine started talking about it.

She showed Celine a small smile and replied in a low voice. "Of course not, Sister Celine. What did you come here for?"

It was barely past noon. Chow wouldn't be home for a couple more hours.

If Celine had been looking for him, she would have just gone straight to his office. She wouldn't have come to his house.

Before Celine could say anything, Aunt Blaine spoke up first.

"Miss Celine said that she wanted to choose a formal gown and wanted you to go with her. But Miss, don't you still have some homework to finish before Professor Bender comes tomorrow? Young Master said that you should focus on your studies. I think it's better that you don't go out today."

When Aunt Blaine said the first few words, Vivian had felt her heart dropping to her stomach.

However, the last two sentences felt like her saviour. She could perhaps still weed her way out of this.

"You're right, I—"

She still had a lot of homework to complete.

Unfortunately, before she could say anything, Celine had grabbed onto Vivian's hand and started swinging it back and forth like a spoilt kid.

"Vivian, you're not going to let me go gown-shopping alone, are you?" she asked coquettishly. "People often go gown-shopping with their friends. If I turn up alone, I'm going to feel embarrassed. You wouldn't want your future sister-in-law to feel embarrassed, would you?"