Hazel still felt like her sister had changed.
Changed into someone who would throw away her morals and boundaries just for money.
But a hundred million dollars was undeniably a massive amount.
She fell silent, unsure of what else to say.
"Alright, I'll handle my own mess. You don't need to worry about me. Since we ran into each other, why don't you watch the movie with us? Afterward, I'll take you shopping and buy you that bag you've been wanting, a gift from me."
Hazel reluctantly nodded in agreement.
Ivy took her sister's hand and walked back to Mr. Foster, quickly explaining:
"My sister is out here by herself. Can she tag along with us?"
Alaric glanced at Hazel, his face practically radiating displeasure.
Still, he pulled out his phone, booked one more ticket for Hazel, and walked over to the kiosks to print them out.
Ivy held her sister's hand, keeping close to him.
She whispered to Hazel:
"He's my sugar daddy, after all. Mr. Foster said that if I behave, he'll give me hundreds of millions more. So please, be nice to him, okay?"
Hazel pressed her lips together. Considering her sister would never have to live in poverty again and had overnight become a multi-millionaire, she decided to just play along.
As long as Ivy was living a good life and felt she was making the right choices, Hazel would support her unconditionally.
Alaric returned with the tickets, coldly handing one to Hazel.
Then, he took Ivy's hand and led her inside.
Hazel watched their retreating backs, a sour feeling settling in her chest.
She couldn't help but wonder why Mr. Foster had set his sights on her sister, rather than her.
On paper, she was the one who was actually a perfect match for his social standing.
Suddenly, Hazel was horrified by her own thoughts.
How could she be so petty?
Was she actually jealous of her own sister?
This was the sister who had literally risked her life to protect her.
Ivy could tell that Mr. Foster was incredibly annoyed by Hazel's presence anyway.
She didn't push it. "Alright, let's grab lunch together later then."
"No need, Xavier said he's picking me up for a nice lunch later. Don't worry about me, I'll head out now."
"Okay."
Ivy watched her sister leave, then immediately dropped the hand holding hers and glared at him.
"Happy now?"
Alaric looked genuinely bewildered. "Happy about what?"
"You acted like you were completely disgusted having her around. You were just worried she'd ruin our date."
"She was asking for a beating with the way she was talking."
Alaric grabbed her hand again and led her into the darkened theater.
Once they found their seats, Ivy deliberately lied to him.
"I told my sister we're married."

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