Chapter 9 Backfire

He sneered coldly, though the smile never reached his eyes. “Quite different, indeed.”

The woman had persistently and fearlessly provoked him. She even had the audacity to offer herself up. How could he let her go so easily?

Didn’t she claim she wanted to personally treat his illness? Then he’d give her the chance—let her treat him well!

The Nelson Mansion.

Charmaine was packing in her room.

She only had a backpack, a laptop, and a sketchbook when they brought her back to the Nelsons a few months ago.

That was all she took with her.

But no matter how much Charmaine searched, she couldn’t find the sketchbook anywhere.

Her gaze roamed around the guest room, barely twenty square feet. It seemed the last time she had drawn a design sketch was when Leah had visited a couple of weeks ago to invite her to choose a birthday dress together.

Charmaine didn’t linger. She grabbed her things and walked out.

As she pushed the door open, Leah stood at the entrance. Charmaine didn’t know when she had gotten there.

Upon seeing Charmaine with her luggage, Leah bit her lip and resumed her pretentious act.

“Chara.”

no patience for Leah’s act. Without a glance, she walked past

her throat; her expression briefly

watch Charmaine’s graceful figure walk away,

and eager to gain the family’s

Leah would never let Charmaine have

calculated tears, Leah successfully convinced the family that Charmaine was two-faced, pretending to be nice while

Charmaine suffered such injustice, hadn’t she obediently endured

tonight, Charmaine was acting like a completely different person—so out

had insulted their brothers, talked back to their mother, and even brazenly declared she wanted to

she had found something

thought crossed Leah’s mind, but

things would have blown up by now. She wouldn’t simply ask

would give up being a

Leah was the center of

room, feeling completely ignored.

putting on—wasn’t it just to make a scene and gain sympathy, trying to get the family to care about her

bit smarter, using a different

sneered. The Nelsons’ cherished daughter could only be her. No matter how much Charmaine tried, she couldn’t change

steal my

Dream on!

coming up the stairs. A glint of cunning

considering your feelings. I shouldn’t have been greedy and wanted to celebrate my last birthday here, making

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