From Trash to Treasure: The Sinclair Family's Beloved Genius novel Chapter 343

Chapter 343: Chapter 342: A Real Piece of Work

By the time she died in her past life, Ryan Sinclair was already married.

Both he and his wife only had high school educations, however, and couldn’t find good jobs. Add to that Ryan Sinclair’s crippling gambling addiction and restless nature, and he still hadn’t held down a stable job by the time she died.

She’d even heard he was in debt to loan sharks.

"Are you really Chloe Sinclair?"

Ryan Sinclair stared at the young woman, who had shot up in height over the past year and a half, his face etched with disbelief.

Chloe Sinclair rolled her eyes at him.

The Chloe Sinclair of today was not the same one from her past life who used to revolve around Ryan Sinclair.

She didn’t bother sparing his feelings and said bluntly, "What do you think?"

Ryan Sinclair was stunned for a long moment before he finally accepted that the young woman before him was the same sister who used to cower in his presence.

Soon, however, his expression twisted into a hideous sneer. He glared at Chloe Sinclair and demanded, "How dare you talk to me like that? Do you want me to tell Mom and Dad?"

Chloe Sinclair: "..."

The word "speechless" might as well have been written across her face. She didn’t say anything for a long time.

Ryan Sinclair thought Chloe Sinclair was scared and let out a cold snort. "If you treat me like this again, I’ll end you!"

In the past, he’d often used such threats whenever Chloe Sinclair disobeyed him.

And every time, Chloe would get scared of their father and obediently do his bidding.

The more Ryan Sinclair thought about it, the smugger he got, puffing out his chest and holding his head high.

Chloe Sinclair grew even more exasperated. She crossed her arms, a flash of contempt in her eyes. "You said it yourself. They’re *your* parents, not mine."

"Also, I’m not your sister anymore. Your sister is Nina Sinclair. If you need something, go to her. So please, stop bothering me. And tell your parents they’d better not show their faces around me, either. Or else..."

Chloe Sinclair didn’t finish her sentence, but Ryan Sinclair froze, his legs starting to tremble uncontrollably.

Chloe Sinclair saw it all clearly from where she stood. Without even bothering to lift her gaze, she said languidly, "The bathroom’s on the first floor, to the left."

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