"Freya! Freya, look!" Jenna said excitedly, her eyes glowing. She mysteriously raised the object in her hand in front of Freya and said happily, "Look! I got it."
Freya was confused at first and then looked carefully at the object in her sister's hand. As soon as she recognized it, she was thrilled. She held Jenna's arms and jumped up and down, screaming, "How did you get it? Ahh! Sister, tell me! Is this the only one?" As she was jumping cheerfully, the two braids she wore also swayed up and down. She added, "I want one as well… please..."
Jenna raised her chin slightly and said proudly, "This one was rather hard to get. How many do you think I have?" As she spoke, she also caught a glimpse of the anxiety and eagerness spreading over Freya's face. She then asked slowly, "Do you want it?"
"Of course I do!" Freya pursed her lips. Slightly pulling her sister's arm, she pleaded, "Sister, my sweet sister, please! Please…"
"I will give it to you," Jenna Fu turned sideways to look at Freya Fu and said, "If you come back to our Fu Family residence, I'll give it to you."
Freya's actions slowed down immediately. Her face became stiff and indifferent, and she said flatly, "Fine, it doesn't matter if you don't want to give it to me. Humph! I'll figure out a way to get it as well."
Jenna knew that her half-sister Freya was just avoiding coming back home. She felt her heart clench. Yet, she stuck the photo into Freya's face and said, pouting her lips, "I got this after doing a week of free chores for him. How do you think you will get one so easily?" She sat in her seat showing her back to her sister and continued depressingly and even a bit angrily, "I spent so much effort on it, but you are not willing to give me any hope, not even a blur of hope."
Looking at the frustrated look on Jenna's face, Freya felt a little guilty. She smacked her lips and sat down next to her. Freya grabbed Jenna's arm affectionately, and said with a sweet smile, "Sister... My dearest sister… You're the best." She put her chin on Jenna's arm, and looked at her sister's pouting face, her beautiful apricot eyes sparkling. She showed a pitiful expression and said gently, "Even though I have moved out of the house, we can still meet every day." She continued as she rubbed her chin against Jenna's arm, "Sister, sister…"
"All right! You know that I can't say no to your sweet words. I am not mad at you anymore!" Jenna said hopelessly. After a deep sigh, she continued, "He is having a masquerade next week. Would you like to come with me?"
As soon as Freya heard it, her eyes widened and she had an unbelievable look on her face. Jenna dramatically took out two tickets from her pocket, waved them like a magician's trick and said proudly, "How about now? Can you see these?"
"Oh my God!" Freya said, worshiping her sister. "How did you get these?"
"I have my own ways," Jenna said mysteriously and smiled with increasing pride. Freya thought that if her elder sister had a tail, it would be wagging high up in the air at that moment. Then she heard her sister ask, "Well, do you want to go or not?"
"Of course I do!" Freya said and nodded quickly, looking admiringly at Jenna. "You really are the best sister in the world." As she spoke, she took a careful look at the young man in the picture. It was a picture of the famous Manson Mo, with deep sunny eyes, who also was publicly recognized as the Prince Charming. *
"Auntie, Auntie…" Ximena called gently.
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