Henry lay on the bed angrily and indignantly while bemoaning. He was Anna’s brother, and as her brother, he brought Jasper back only to be treated no more like a driver who said sister proceeded to get rid of once Jasper arrived.
Then he heard knockings on his door. Excited, Henry wondered if his sister had finally found her conscience and came to apologize as well as invite him to join their conversation.
‘Hmph!
‘Now do you remember what I’ve done for you?
‘Now, you’re sorry?’
He would stand his ground and make sure his sister knew that it would not be so easy to beg him for his forgiveness.
With that, Henry opened the door, his arrogance slightly slipping into his supposedly stoic facade.
“Are you here to apologize—”
“Where’s the Lafite you brought over from Harbor City?” Anna fiercely cut Henry off and forced the other to swallow his words.
Henry’s eyes widened as he asked warily, “What do you want? I saved that Lafite for myself!”
“Give it to me,” Anna replied emotionlessly.
Henry’s expression darkened. Had she no respect for her brother?!
“You wish!”
Henry decided that he would fight to the death for his dignity.
Anna smirked. “Are you sure? Dad told me to watch over you before we left. Or should I call Dad and tell him that you’re spending every night drinking and have forgotten what you came here to do?”
Henry’s lips paled in anger. “That’s a lie and we both know it!”
“Do you think Dad’s going to trust me or you?” Anna’s lips quirked at a devilish angle.
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