Chapter 1788


    Sometimes Sean would think that she was a bit maniptive, but she was his sister after all, so he let it


    slide. Who could have imagined the face on the surveince footage?


    When his biological sister first came back to the family, he thought all sisters were like Serena, all mind


    games and clinginess, maybe even relentless. Fresh to high society, she likely felt timid and out of


    ce.


    At that time, he was nursing a serious injury, hanging onto life by a thread, and had no energy to deal


    with her or cater to her feelings.


    He dreaded a girl''s tears - what if she was a crybaby?


    As word got around that she was bing the family''s darling, he figured she must be ying a game


    more sophisticated than Serena''s. Otherwise, how could she have won everyone over so quickly?


    Turned out his sis had real skills, a unique charm that captivated everyone. She was nothing like the


    "sister" in his head.


    Watching Serena, he suddenly realized that Serena was leagues behind. Be was subtle yet


    formidable, wise and resolute, with solid morals and integrity. Serena, on the other hand, was two-


    faced, malicious, and morally bankrupt.


    "Your real mom humiliated my sister, and now that she''s gone, you''ll pay her debts."


    Perhaps not expecting such ruthless words from Sean, Serena looked stunned and hurt. She was


    already down, unable to get up, and here he was, ready to hit her on behalf of Arabe?


    Suddenly, her resentment towards Arabe bubbled up again.


    "Considering we were once a family, is asking for twenty ps too much?"


    To a stranger, death would be too kind, but considering they lived together for eighteen years, yed


    siblings for that long.


    Sean turned to Betty, "Ever hit someone?"


    Betty shook her head in fright.


    "Here''s your chance. Go on, get some practice," Sean couldn''t be bothered to do it himself; he had


    grapes to peel for his sister and didn''t want to get his hands dirty.


    Betty knew how Sean was; if he said to do something, it had to be done.


    Trembling, she stepped forward, and although she found Serena''s actions despicable, she hesitated to


    strike. After all, she had once seen Serena as her boss.


    Serena knew she was an outsider to this family. Even after eighteen years, once the truth came out,


    past affections meant nothing.


    She knew pleading was useless; tears streamed down as she weakly cried out, "Sean."


    "What are you waiting for?" Sean’s patience was running thin.


    "Forgive me," Betty steeled herself and pped Serena, the sound echoing through the air.


    Serena''s cheek reddened from the blow, lying on the floor like a fish on a chopping board, helpless.


    "Haven''t had your breakfast? Has the Collins family been treating you poorly?" Sean wasn''t satisfied


    with Betty''s strength.


    Just then, another voice rang out, "Sean?"


    Followed by another, "Sean??"


    It was Arabe and Steward, rushing over after hearing from Keh that Sean had gone to the


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    basement to settle scores with Serena.


    "Sis, what are you doing here? It''s dirty and smells. Go upstairs; I''ll peel you some grapester."


    Sean’s doting tone for Arabe only highlighted the sadness in Serena''s defeated smile.