Blair could not go downstairs to meet the guest, given his condition. Besides, he did not want to see Anthony, so only Tracey went downstairs.
In the living room, on the first floor.
A man in a casual suit sat on the sofa, savoring the tea he was served.
He was handsome and resembled Luke. His skin was fair, making him look like a character from a comic strip.
When he heard footsteps, he turned around and saw Tracey walking down the stairs.
Anthony put down his cup and stood up before greeting her with a smile. “Trace, long time no see.”
The last time Tracey and Anthony met was more than ten years ago, during their grandpa’s birthday. Luke had brought him back to join their family, but their grandpa did not agree to it.
Afterward, Anthony was sent abroad by Luke.
Tracey initially thought they would not meet again.
She walked over, sat on the sofa, and asked nonchalantly. “It’s been quite a while. When did you come back?”
“A week ago.”
As Anthony said that, he looked upstairs and asked, “Where’s Blair?”
Tracey answered coldly, “He’s busy and has no time for guests. Talk to me if you have something to say.”
She did not have a good impression of Anthony.
After all, she had witnessed him putting tiny bugs into their grandpa’s cup and deliberately adding soy milk, which Blair was allergic to, into his glass.
Anthony was only eight years old at that time. He looked weak and harmless.
Nonetheless, that was a disguise he put on to gain sympathy.
Anthony smiled faintly. He was handsome, to begin with, and the smile made him look even more charming.
Even so, Tracey knew these were all illusions.
Anthony looked at her and said, “Tracey, I thought you’d treat me as family. After all, we have the same father.”
To them, he was just a “guest”.
Tracey was stunned. “That’s not how Blair and I perceive family!”
“Then what is it?”
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