Chapter 226 The Stubborn Matthew

Milly’s words momentarily stunned Matthew.

She had a point.

Not just in the past, but even now, he approached her with an agenda. He never truly considered her hist

sister.

But his pride stopped him from admitting it. After a prolonged silence, he muttered, “Why are your making such a big deal out of this? We’re all Burnetts. Does it really matter?”

Milly was perplexed.

She couldn’t help but let out a bitter laugh. What kind of twisted reasoning is this?

Earlier, he was so self–righteous, claiming I’m unworthy of the Burnett name. Now suddenly, we’re all family and I shouldn’t harbor resentment? He wants to have it both ways–praising and criticizing me at will. What else is there for me to say?

With a sardonic smile, she retorted, her voice slicing through the faint light, “Matthew, even though you’re an artist and not big on logical thinking, you should grasp basic human relationships. We’re not close enough for gift–giving and late–night heart–to–hearts, are we?”

Matthew’s anger flared. “How dare you-

Milly shrugged, meeting his gaze coolly. “Look at you, quick to accuse me again. You do realize what you’ve done could get you in trouble, right? Ever heard of trespassing?

Sure, Matthew was her brother, but sneaking into someone’s room uninvited was, at best, unethical, and at worst, illegal. She had a doctorate in her past life; if she chose to pursue it, she could easily involve the authorities.

Let’s see then who the Burnetts would stand behind then–me or him.

Matthew’s face turned a fiery shade of red; his breaths were coming out in sharp bursts, his teeth audibly grinding. His eyes burned with a rage that seemed capable of consuming Milly.

Milly remained unfazed. Dealing with an art student like him in a confrontation was well within her capabilities.

Seeing his intense fury oddly satisfied her. She casually sat down at the table and poured herself a cup

of

tea.

exceptional. It carried the fragrance of bamboo leaves,

the perfect choice for this moment; it was known

calmly sip tea only stoked his ire

on ‘Buddhist robes, which was why he had reluctantly agreed to attend this monastery

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those sketches to life, they

triggered a flood of ideas, as if a dam

explain it, but it was as if he were

swallowed his pride and come to Milly in the dead of night. The issue was that when the organiser announced the list of contestents, he realised that his old rival, King, was also participating in this

was King,

archenemy who always snatched victory

to

matter!

cared about was triumphing over King and shedding the perpetual

the cup she held in her hand. “So, what do I need to do to get you to sit down and

regarded him with a mix of astonishment and

infamous temper, she had anticipated him storming out angrily after her

he was, showing willingness to back

want something from

Heh, this is interesting.

is actually seeking my

her tea, Milly felt her spirits lift. “Matthew, watch your words. When

in his eyes. “Fine. Please set down your tea cup. Tell me

Milly was speechless.

What was I expecting?

never think

tell me what I need to do for you

me.”

as if grudgingly granting a rare favor. “Fine.

Milly was stunned.

I main’t asking

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