She waved a hand dismissively, an air of lazy, mischievous charm returning to her features. "My shift is over. I'm going to grab breakfast with my Patron, of course."
Patron.
The moment that word hung in the air, Jerrick's brow furrowed aggressively, and the temperature in the corridor seemed to instantly plummet.
Before he knew she was Serena, every time she mentioned 'The Sterling Sovereign', it had ignited a completely irrational spark of annoyance in him.
Especially whenever he saw the two of them glued to each other.
Holding hands, leaning in close.
It was a massive eyesore.
But back then, The Panacea had just been a business partner his sister had planted on the ship.
He couldn't even figure out why it pissed him off so much.
He had just assumed he detested the woman's methods.
She was brilliant and lethal, yet she never shut up about some man.
Now, he finally understood exactly where that irritation came from.
Because this was his little sister!
This was pure, unadulterated brotherly instinct kicking in!
The more Jerrick thought about it, the darker his expression became.
Especially when he remembered that this 'Sterling Sovereign' guy had been practically glued to her side the entire trip.
The jealousy and protectiveness flared up, sharp and vicious.
Who the hell was this Sterling Sovereign anyway?
Was he another operative she had hired to play a role?
No... impossible.
Someone with The Sterling Sovereign's status and capital wouldn't be playing pretend for his sister.
And if it was just an act... what was with that suffocating, incredibly natural intimacy between them?
That impenetrable bubble they shared—he knew that vibe all too well.

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