If they were actual siblings, and one of them ran into this kind of trouble, the other would of course step in to help.
However...
Melody Summers couldn’t help but sneer. ’In my past life, I was so good to Silas Lancaster. I washed his clothes, cooked his meals, and did everything I could to improve our relationship. And how did he repay me?’
’Silas Lancaster knew full well that Sylvia Lancaster was going to drug me and hand me over to Hector Hayes to be brutalized. Not only did he do nothing to stop her, he actually sided with Sylvia, swearing up and down that she was his only sister.’
There was no way in hell Melody Summers was going to help him now.
Melody Summers opened the inner door and stared coldly at Silas Lancaster through the security gate. Her face was devoid of expression as she said, "What real siblings? I don’t have a brother, and your only real sister is Sylvia Lancaster. We have nothing to do with each other. Now, get lost!"
Hearing Melody’s words, Silas Lancaster started to panic.
’He couldn’t go back to the underground parking garage. Those gamblers were hunting for him everywhere. After something like this, he didn’t even dare to call the police. If Melody abandoned him, he was well and truly screwed!’
Silas Lancaster gritted his teeth. With trembling hands, he unbuttoned his shirt, revealing skin covered in ugly, dark bruises.
He looked up, his face a mask of humiliation, and pleaded tearfully with Melody, "They did this to me. All these injuries... They don’t even treat me like a human being... Sis, you can’t abandon me. If they drag me back, I’m going to die! I really will!"
Silas Lancaster’s body was a canvas of ghastly black and blue bruises, large and small, crisscrossing his skin. A long, thin gash ran across his shoulder. Its clean edges suggested it was made by a dagger. It was still oozing blood, a truly gruesome sight.
Seeing Silas Lancaster’s wretched state, Melody Summers frowned slightly. She couldn’t help but think, ’If I hadn’t fought back in my past life, my fate would have been far, far worse than this!’
When Silas Lancaster saw Melody’s somber expression, he thought she was starting to feel sorry for him. A flicker of joy ignited in his heart, and he feigned desperation, declaring, "Sis, if you don’t save me, I’ll kill myself! I’d rather die than let them...!"
Silas Lancaster thought, ’If Melody hears this, she’s sure to soften up and help me!’
However, Melody was thinking, ’Suicide? That’s fine. After all, in my last life, I killed myself right after I killed Hector Hayes. If Silas Lancaster wants to commit suicide, it’s just karmic retribution. Poetic justice. That’s great.’
So she nodded and replied, "Alright, then."
’Alright, then?!’
Silas Lancaster stared at Melody in utter disbelief. ’Does she even know what she’s saying?!’
Melody met his gaze calmly, her eyes holding the detached anticipation of someone with a movie ticket waiting for the death scene to play out.
As Silas Lancaster stared at her, a strange feeling mixed with his shock and panic—he felt wronged...
He gritted his teeth, his voice laced with threat. "...How can you abandon me?! If my parents and older brother find out you left me to die, they... they’ll definitely disown you!"
The threat was so ridiculous that Melody laughed.
’He’s still trying to threaten me with that?’
She looked at Silas Lancaster with disgust. "Why are you bringing them up? What does your family have to do with me? Since you’re so concerned about them, why don’t you just... introduce your father and your older brother to your ’man’? Then you can all look out for each other!"
At her words, Silas Lancaster’s face flushed a deep red, whether from shame or fury, it was hard to tell.
His eyes flew wide, and he pointed a trembling finger at Melody. "You! You...!"
Melody shrugged nonchalantly. "Me? What about me? The three of you—father and sons—serving the same boss... now that would be a story for the ages!"

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