Since You Chose Your 'Bro' I Married Your Brother novel Chapter 38

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Sera was grinning like the Cheshire cat, scanning the crowd, waiting for everyone to absolutely destroy me.

But the guests just kept sipping their drinks and chatting like nothing happened.

She jumped up, looking completely lost:

“Why isn’t anyone laughing at Summer?! Come on, call her trashy and embarrassing!”

Some guy looked genuinely confused:

“She can’t play piano. So? Big whoop.”

“Besides, since when do piano skills matter? Miss Summer might not do Mozart, but her cooking’s literally Michelin-star level. Everyone sucks at something. It’s called being human.”

Sera got super pissed:

“But you background characters are supposed to trash the replacement when she screws up! That’s literally your job! Why won’t you play along?!”

The room went dead silent. Except for champagne bubbles popping.

“Oh, so we’re just background characters at Mr. Stone’s fancy parties? Well, since we’re such an eyesore, guess we’ll

bounce.”

Most of the crowd started heading for the exits. Gabriel was practically begging people to stay, but nope-they were

done.

Gabriel looked ready to have a breakdown, but Sera just kept digging:

“Whatever! Good riddance! I’m Gabe’s first love, remember? Mess with me and tomorrow I’ll make him destroy every single one of you!”

Aaaand that killed it for the rest of them. The remaining guests gave Sera this look like she’d completely lost her mind and noped right out.

The whole welcome party just went up in flames.

I was about to dip too when Sera death-gripped my wrist:

“You can’t go!”

“Gabe, this party turning into a total shitshow? That’s all Summer’s fault-she totally set me up! You have to make her pay!”

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Gabriel’s face went stone-cold, disappointment radiating off him in waves.

“Sera, seriously, just… stop. What the hell happened to you?”

All the blood drained from Sera’s face:

“You’re seriously picking her over me right now? Gabriel Stone, you wanna talk about someone changing? Look in

the damn mirror!”

“Fine, I get it-you chose her. Just don’t come crying to me later!”

She grabbed her purse and stormed out of the villa.

I gave Gabriel’s shoulder a sympathetic pat: “Rough night, man.”

“Oh, and don’t forget to transfer that overtime pay.”

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