Chapter 11

I stepped on the documents. "Do you know that I can sue you for this? Performing a DNA test without permission." I laughed. "Mother, look at my sister. She's being impulsive." I wore an angelic smile.

I picked the papers and handed it to our mother. "C-Clea," She called with a trembling voice. She hugged the bitch and cried on her shoulders. "Clea, your sister's finally home."

The maids are setting up the dinner table after everyone has been calmed. But still, the tension between me and that whore sister of mine is still there.

Everytime I look at her, my blood boils and something deep in my heart keeps on resurfacing but my locked memories keeps on stopping it. I wanted to hurt her, slap her one hundred eighty degrees and kill her. Everything about her makes me sick.

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