Chapter 1781


    Ms. Collins gracefully let bygones be bygones, and Steward could hardly contain his happiness.


    Soon enough, Steward brought over a gift box that looked evenrger than a cake box, adding, "This is


    something Sean had specially delivered just now."


    It was the fruit of their brainstorming, conceived while they were out in the cold, struggling toe up


    with the perfect surprise!


    Sean approached his sister, presenting the box, "For you."


    Arabe, unustomed to Sean''s newfound politeness and gentleness, reached out to ept the gift


    and said, "Thanks, Sean."


    Hearing his sister repeatedly call him by his first name, Sean suddenly understood why his brothers


    always rushed home at every opportunity to spend time with her. Her voice had a way of touching one''s


    soul.


    Who wouldn''t want to be home every day if they had a sister like her? Compared to the agile, cool-


    faced girl she once was, his sister was now the picture of obedience.


    "Be, go on, open it and see what Sean got you!"


    The others were getting curious.


    "Such a big box, surely it''s not jewelry or anything of that sort?"


    "Sean, with your love for betting on stones, you didn''t give her a rock, did you?"


    "No way, a stone would be too heavy for Be to even lift!"


    Steward, overhearing this, forced a helpless smile. Mr. and Mrs. Collins probably had no idea how


    strong their daughter could kick; despite her slender frame, she could probably lift a 200-pound barbell


    if she wanted to.


    With everyone''s eyes on her, Arabe untied the ribbon and lifted the lid of the gift box to reveal a pair


    of boxing gloves???


    The room filled with confused faces. Sean''s smile was both wicked and charming, "The best boxing


    gloves in the world. Once you''re ever upset, you can take it out on me."


    Everyone was rendered speechless.


    Louisa almost choked on her breath, nearly passing out from exasperation.


    Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDra/ma.O(r)g!


    "Or two times," Sean added, immediately drawing a round of yful jeering from the crowd.


    "What on earth is this gift? Your sister is so delicate; why would you give her this?"


    "She doesn''t look like someone who would hit her brother, now does she?"


    "I was expecting at least a dress or a pair of shoes, but you, you''re going to be the death of me!"


    "All those car keys, house deeds, and you give her this."


    "Can''t you think of something a girl would actually like?" Belinda chimed in, unable to hold back,


    "Perfume, jewelry, clothes, shoes, bags, anything but this."


    "Boy, Sean, at this rate, you''re not only going to be her least favorite brother, but you''ll also never find a


    girlfriend," Darren felt a headacheing on just thinking about it.


    "I really like it; thank you, Sean," Arabe epted the gift with grace and confidence.


    Sean, who was starting to feel a bit of regret from the crowd''s reaction, suddenly felt redeemed by his


    sister''s approval, "Really?"


    "Yeah." Arabe offered a smile, "But I won''t use them to hit you."


    Upon hearing this, Sean joked, "Well, if you find them ufortable, feel free to just use your fists."


    "Would you just shut it?" Louisa was dying to make him go back and buy a different gift, “Do you think


    your sister is like you, living a life full of fighting and killing?”


    "This is just a homing gift; there''s still the New Year''s gift, right?" Keh quickly intervened,


    while shooting Sean a look that clearly said, "The New Year''s gift is something different, isn’t it?"


    "Yeah, yeah, Sean''s got a New Year''s gift as well. Something he spent ages choosing, definitely not


    like this one," Steward hurriedly tried to smooth things over.