The 24th Century Warrior Became a Fake Heiress novel Chapter 152

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It wasn’t about literally kicking her out–more like getting her out of the house so his sister wouldn’t k getting upset running into her and they’d stop butting heads every five minutes.

Wasn’t that just basic logic?

But somehow, Isaac, Adrian, Daniel–all of them–had taken Hannah’s side.

Zachary turned it over in his mind and still couldn’t make it make sense.

Seriously, your sister is the one you share blood with!

An adopted daughter is basically an outsider!

Are they out of their minds or what?

Sure, you could let the adopted girl stick around, but she couldn’t be the one starting drama all the tim

The whole thing was insane.

After getting chewed out like that, Isaac hung his head again, guilt weighing him down.

He didn’t know what he’d been thinking back then. He just remembered feeling like Hannah had it roug in that house–always feeling insecure because she was adopted.

So he’d let things slide…

Thinking back, Isaac realized that back in the day, even though he, his dad, and his older brother never said it out loud, they’d all looked down on Isabella, hadn’t they?

They’d looked down on her for growing up in the sticks, for having been taken to the middle of nowher

They’d looked down on her for being awkward and timid–nothing like their sister, nothing like a Poy ell

Isaac twisted his fingers together, his expression completely blank.

Man, he really deserved every bit of this.

His sister had been trafficked to a place like that, and instead of seeing how hard she was trying to fit in– how much she wanted to be accepted–he’d turned a blind eye.

Without even realizing it, he kept leaning toward Hannah.

Because what he’d really wanted was a sister who was put–together, obedient, someone he could be proud of.

Not some country girl like Isabella…

Isaac dropped his head low.

“Oh, come on!” Zachary groaned. “Don’t tell me you’re about to cry over what I said? Dude, don’t start

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“For real, this shirt is a pain to wash!

“You’re such a jerk!

“Now that you know you messed up, just do better from now on!

“Seriously, how lame can you get?”

Zachary gave Isaac a shove, rolling his eyes and muttering, “Back when she needed you, you wanted nothing to do with her.

“Now your sister won’t even talk to you, and here you are moping around fake–sad!”

“I really don’t get you people.

“If you messed up, go fix it!

“Crying, crying, crying–what’s the point of all the tears?

“If you’ve got the guts, go cry in front of Isabella!

“Crying in front of me does absolutely nothing.”

“No!” Isaac wished he could zip Zachary’s big mouth shut.

He wasn’t about to go cry in front of Isabella.

He didn’t want to play the “big brother” card to guilt/trip her anymore.

Besides, like Zachary said–what good would crying do now?

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The damage was done. All he could do was try his best to make up

for it.

“I’ll cry if I want to, what’s it to you?!” Isaac shot back.

“Crying right now is a privilege I’m giving you! What’s the big deal about some limited–edition shirt anyway?

“Once my cards get unblocked, I’ll buy a stack and throw them at you till you can’t take it!”

Zachary smirked. “Yeah, keep talking big! If you’ve got the guts, throw them at me now!

“When are your cards ever getting unblocked? Next century?

“You’re living off your sister’s allowance and still running your mouth?

“Have you been drinking? Talkin‘ like that.”

If you’re broke, just shut up already.”

And just like that, the two of them were going at it again.

5:55 pm P PT

Chapter 152 A Brother’s Guilt

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Meanwhile, Isabella had already made it to school.

Noah was slumped over his desk, fast asleep.

That idiot Ethan was seriously messed up in the head.

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