Chapter 853: The Green Turtle (Revised)

For the next hour, Ruud darted frantically between the bathroom and the Brookes family living room.

Every time he sat down on the couch-barely enough time to warm the seat-he would leap back up and rush to the bathroom yet again.

The Brookes family, having set aside their grudges for the moment, sat neatly on the sofa, quietly watching Ruud's desperate trips with a mixture of amusement and indifference. Thanks to Ruud's predicament, Tina hadn't offered the laxative-laced sugar water to anyone else.

Brandon, ever the curious chatterbox, had asked earlier, "Why does Ruud get sugar water, and we don't?"

Ian, already at his wit's end with his brother, smacked the back of Brandon's head. "Use your brain, idiot!" he snapped, ready to launch into a scolding.

But Tina had calmly interjected, her tone sharp and icy. "Because sugar water is for scumbags. You don't qualify."

Ian, catching her point immediately, exclaimed with satisfaction, "Now, that hit the spot!"

The Brookes brothers, always eager to follow a lead, chimed in unison, "That hit the spot!"

Jared, never missing a chance to stir the pot, added with a sly grin, "Thanks, future father-in-law, for taking the hit!"

Ruud, returning from yet another trip to the bathroom, looked utterly defeated. His face was pale, his steps unsteady, and his patience worn thin. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore. "Tina, please..." he groaned, clutching his stomach. "Give me the antidote! I can't do this anymore! If this keeps up, your father will-will..." He trailed off, too embarrassed to finish the thought. Truthfully, no one could fathom how he was managing to wipe with only one hand.

Tina arched an eyebrow, her expression cool and unyielding. "You're not my dad."

"Yes, yes! I'm not your dad!" Ruud blurted out, abandoning whatever dignity he had left. "Just... please, give me the antidote! You can call me whatever you want afterward!"

Tina tilted her head slightly, her peach blossom eyes narrowing with a mischievous glint. "Whatever I want?"

Ruud froze. He suddenly felt like he'd just boarded a pirate ship, but with no escape in sight, he nodded desperately. "Yes, whatever you want!"

a small pill,

cramps in Ruud's stomach eased, and for the first time in hours, he could

stood up with a sly smile and announced,

Ruud and the

in hand. Without a word,

too drained to

to Ruud's face in bold, deliberate strokes. The family crowded around, craning their necks to see what she was up to. Jared's eyes landed on the makeup kit. "Wait... isn't that the one Juliet gave you last year? You've never even used it

worked swiftly, a small smirk playing on her lips as she

by bit, the shape

bursting into uncontrollable laughter. "Pfft! Hahaha! She drew a turtle!

frowned. He had suspected there'd be a catch

the family broke into hysterics. Even Angela, who rarely smiled, couldn't stop the twitch at

his face, pulled out his phone. "This is a masterpiece! I

His voice, low and deliberate, cut through the laughter. "Don't celebrate

scumbag who hurt my sister. This is karma! How does it feel to be outplayed

her handiwork. "Not bad,"

deeply, resigned to his

Brandon.

faltered. "Tina, c'mon,

Tina repeated, her tone leaving

Brandon's eyes. He had no intention of becoming her next

Before he could reach the door, Tina darted in front of him, quick as a shadow. Something was shoved into his mouth, and before

tightened instantly. Brandon clutched his abdomen, groaning.

raised his hands in surrender. "Tina, just paint me! I'll

lips curled into a triumphant

furiously. "If there's one thing I'm good

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