Chapter 575

Isn't it just because she's hopelessly devoted to her brother, wagging her tail for the tiniest bit of attention?

Elodie stood up. "What about your brother now? Do you think I gave birth to you?" She had no interest in arguing with a teenager and turned to leave.

Octavia stared at her in shock, her face flushing with embarrassment at Elodie's sharp retort. For a moment, it felt like a knife twisted in her chest. She was stunned by Elodie's attitude, unable to name the feeling-anger, maybe. Chin raised, she strode after Elodie. "You're doing this on purpose, aren't you? Is it because I've been hanging around with Sylvie? Elodie, if you want me to call you 'sister-in-law,' just say it."

She reached out to grab Elodie's hand.

But Elodie had no intention of indulging her. She raised her arm and brushed Octavia away.

Octavia's cup tipped in the scuffle, and orange juice splashed across Elodie's blouse, staining her just above the waist.

This time, Elodie's eyes went cold.

The instant Octavia met that icy gaze, a chill ran through her. She froze, momentarily speechless.

Jarrod appeared just then, taking in the scene with a furrowed brow. His gaze swept over Octavia, cold and sharp. "Go change," he said.

Elodie frowned.

Change—where? She hadn't brought any clothes.

to read her mind. "Upstairs. Main bedroom. You can wash your shirt and toss it in the

looked at him, her voice cool and distant, making it

with Sylvie? She had no interest in

eyes narrowed. "Do you need

to answer, just turned

left, Jarrod turned

his eye, she felt a jolt of fear and bit her lip. "I didn't mean

past her, his tone flat. "Remember to

stiffened

much. Still, she wasn't the type to wander around after a divorce, poking her nose where it didn't

bedroom was right where it had always been. She

open the door, then

scanned

est

rug, the couch, the curtains, every little detail-even the old vanity table-were exactly she'd left them, arranged the she used to like. The only difference was that her collection of

a trace

frowned, puzzled. She honestly couldn't make sense of

was frozen in time, a world apart from the rest of the house. For a

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