Four Brothers and a Bride

Chapter 154: Chapter 154

DEMI

"Are you really the quad’s sister?" I ask the cheeky lady on the other end of Liam’s phone. For all I know, this could be a hoax, and another scheme by Liam to mess with me. Why would Ashton’s biological sister pine for the destruction of her brothers? How did they get separated? What grievance does she hold against them?

"What does it matter to you?"

I sit up and flick on my bedside lamp. "I still don’t fully get why Liam turned on me despite how long we’ve known each other but I can imagine why he’s frustrated at me for developing cold feet. Now, why would you want to see your brothers ruined publicly if indeed you are blood relatives? Makes absolutely no sense to me."

"There are a couple of things about you, Demi Branson, that makes absolutely no sense to me too, like falling in love with the man who murdered your parents or rooting for his evil family to survive the storm coming. Does that make any of it untrue? You don’t have to understand my motivation for going after Brett and his sons. Motivation isn’t your strong suit as we’ve clearly established." She exhales deeply. "However, there are consequences for messing up my deadlines."

"You can exact your revenge without pulling me into it!"

"Sure, but where’s the fun in that?" I feel her smiling wickedly on her end of the phone.

"What is your name?" I ask quietly.

"Irrelevant."

"Wrong. It is relevant. You hide behind the phone and present yourself as the brains behind this operation. You sound fearless and want to be feared. Yet, you’re too afraid to drop your name? Are you afraid of blowing your cover to the Rollins family, to your brothers?"

Her silence only eggs me on. I climb off the bed. "I admit I was a coward but I had my reasons for hiding my identity. I lived in the same freaking mansion as my enemies so it only made sense that I did. What’s your excuse? As far as I am concerned, very limited people know of your existence so why are you scared of sharing even your name?"

"I am not scared. The timing just isn’t right."

"Say it!"

"Why? So, you could go running to Ashton to blurt it out?"

"I’m sure he’ll be delighted to learn about you."

She laughs derisively. "I couldn’t care less about his feelings on the matter. I’ve met one of the brothers and trust me, he isn’t impressionable. I bet they’re all the same; arrogant, pompous jerks. I don’t get the hype."

his sister, remember?" My ears tickle as her words replays in my head. It sounds oddly familiar. In fact, the disdain and contempt for the Rollins quad from this woman is all too familiar. Where the hell have

no different from the devil who raised them. They live for the

because Brett didn’t adopt you too? Is that where all this

FUCK UP. I DON’T WANT THEIR BLOOD MONEY. I JUST WANT THEM TO

place the voice. "I completely understand. I

pause. "Took you

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the idea of calling another brother to tell them what I just discovered but I realize none of them would take my call much less believe my tale. A sister? They’ll laugh in my face or cuss at me for coming up with a boldfaced lie to deflect my guilt in their current

to show how Skylar is related to them or how they got separated. Would the quads relate to the news? Would they think there is a possibility that they could have a biological sister? Even if there was a smidgen of hope that they believed me, they would never fall for the idea that such biological sister was suddenly behind their doom and

scurry away and try convincing any quad of

Ashley surprisingly

a hold of Ashton. Can you ask him to call me?" There is a slight shuffle and Asher comes

thought I told you to stay the heck away from him. Do you

time for this, Asher. Put Ashton on the line if he’s near or

ever call

hung up on me, I press my eyes shut and take calm breaths. The buffoon. Any other time and he would have spent close to an hour talking my head

realize I’ve been blocked. Crap,

tried. I fucking tried!" I say to no one, then

the next morning, I dash into the living room, my small travel bag strapped across my

again. Where are you off to now? You promised you’d stay

have to return home." And because he continues to look perplexed, "My in-laws need my

they’ve put you through? Did I miss the part where they came groveling at your feet and

I just want to help them out of a potentially damaging situation

wistfully. "I’ll drop you at the

up." I give

my ex-boyfriend happens to be active on his socials. Coincidentally, I deduce from his posts that we happen to be in the same city. It only took one dm

the cursory pleasantries and a quiet ride to the airport in his sedan, he finally breaks the silence

any further help? I could come with you or have someone pick you up at the

by your concern and help. I really didn’t want to bother