The SSS-rank Guide Doesn't Need Saving novel Chapter 39

Chapter 39: Driving Them Away

The slap came so suddenly that no one was able to see it coming.

Even Irene, who prided herself on always keeping her composure no matter the circumstances, couldn’t hold together her mask this time.

For a split second, resentment flickered across her face. Her cheek was stinging and had already become red with the shape of Aisha’s handprint. But just as she wanted to tear off her mask, she remembered there were still other people in the room.

Smoothing her expression back into something fragile and wounded by what her older sister did to her, Irene let her tears finally fall.

Theon whirled fully around in outrage. He furiously asked, "What are you doing?"

Aisha faced him without a trace of fear. "I’m teaching our youngest sister a lesson. She caused a commotion in this house and allowed a servant to accuse me."

"That was because she lost her bracelet!"

"And what does that have to do with me?" Aisha raised her voice. She remained calm even as she continued with a sharp tone. "I was accused of theft in my own home, in front of my servants, and in front of all of you. And all you cared about was whether her bracelet had been found. What about me, Theon?"

Aisha glared at him, wishing she could chew flesh from everyone in that room. "How do you think the servants will look at me from now on? They will no longer have any respect for me. Think about it carefully. What will people outside this house think when they hear how the Novalis family treats one of their own as a thief?"

Theon opened his mouth, then closed it. He opened it again, searching for something to say, to rebut the words that would put her back in her place. But nothing came. Because as much as he hated to admit it, what she said made sense.

He turned to look at Irene, hoping to find something to argue with and throw it back at Aisha. But Irene only stood there with her head lowered, tears falling down her eyes.

He weakly said, "But you don’t have to hit her—"

Suddenly something shattered at their feet.

When they looked down at the shards with frightened hearts, they realized it had been a glass cup. It was what Aisha had picked up from the nearby desk and thrown without warning.

Theon and Irene stood there in shock.

And Erika, who had been standing at the doorway, was startled at the sound.

She turned to see what had happened and was even more stunned than her two children.

"What do you think you are doing, Aisha?"

Aisha, however, didn’t answer.

She didn’t even look at her mother. Instead, she swept her arm across the desk behind her, sending a row of trinkets and a picture frame crashing to the floor. The clatter and shatter of glass and porcelain rang through the room, drowning out whatever protest they were about to raise.

She looked possessed.

Under their stunned gazes, Aisha terrifyingly said in a steady voice, "If you don’t want to treat me as your older sister, then just say it. You don’t have to keep performing in front of me." Her misty-grey eyes swept over each one of them in turn. "From now on, I don’t have any siblings."

Her declaration hit them like a physical blow.

Theon’s mouth fell open. He wanted to argue, to demand that she take it back. But the gaze Aisha used to stare at them made him swallow whatever he wanted to say.

Irene’s tears froze halfway down her cheeks, genuinely shocked by what she heard.

They all wanted to say something. But none of them dared to open their mouths, because Aisha’s hand had already drifted toward another item on the desk beside her. Her fingers were curling around the opening of a pot.

No one could guarantee that the next thing she threw wouldn’t land on one of them.

"Aisha, let’s talk about this calmly."

Erika tried to calm things down, but Aisha cut her off. "If this is how you’ll treat me anyway, then we can all stop pretending."

They flinched at her words. More so Irene, who felt that everything had gone completely out of her expectations.

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