Chapter 66

Ever since Yolanda vanished into thin air, the bracelet went MIA too.

Martin never thought he’d lay eyes on that eyesore of a bracelet again in this lifetime. But out of the blue, boom, there it was, after all these years.

The image of that little munchkin, showing off the bracelet with such glee, popped into Martin’s head. Something seemed to be stuck in his throat, and he turned his head slightly, his thumb absentmindedly caressing the “y” etched on the bracelet. His gaze inevitably shifted to Marian.

She didn’t much look like Yolanda as a rugrat, and the way she looked at him was all strangers and defense. Yet, she was about the same age as Yolanda would’ve been.

He hadn’t missed her earlier remark. “Even if I was your so-called sister, I wouldn’t go with you. I’m living the good life now, with my mom, dad, and brother who adore me.”

“Did your folks adopt you?” Martin asked.

Marian nodded briskly, “Yeah, they found me and just kinda took me in.”

“When did they find you?”

Marian pouted, “What’s it to you? I’m not gonna go with you anyway.”

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After saying that, she stepped forward, trying to snatch the bracelet from his hand, “Give it back, I gotta get to class.”

Martin let go.

Marian grabbed the bracelet back, tucking it behind her like it was her precious, still eyeing Martin warily, as if she was worried he’d pull a fast one.

Martin couldn’t help but chuckle at her guarded look. He glanced at his watch and said to her, “Looks like your ride took off. I can drop you off at school.”

hit the

offer, “No need. I

doors

pressed the button

told you, even if I were

“Don’t you dare bother my parents. If they find out their adopted daughter’s real family came looking, and it upsets

young Yolanda, who

wariness deepened at Martin’s

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mind, I’d like you to take a DNA test with me. Grandpa’s getting on in years, and he’s been

Marian rejected outright, “What do I care if he’s old and

Martin frowned.

said, I’m not going back with you. I don’t want to find my birth parents. My parents now are my real parents. They’re good to me and I don’t want to do any DNA test. If it proves we’re related, it’ll just complicate things. I don’t want to trouble myself or my parents. Just

and Marian bolted out like she was escaping a

her eagerness to avoid him and followed her out.

open the door, and jumped in. As the car pulled away, she didn’t forget to stick her head out the window and yell at Martin. “Stop looking for me! No matter who I am,

and watched as she drove off. Then he hailed a cab and followed.

In Brandon’s car

drove in silence.

quietly in the passenger seat, her demeanor calm and composed, seemingly unaffected by the recent

a while, Brandon spoke up softly, “Martin’s Yolanda’s biological brother.”

hummed in acknowledgment, “He’s pretty easy on the

smiled and turned to Brandon, “Looks like good genes run

the corner of his lips slightly, “Guess so.”

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