Lahat ng Kabanata ng Better Brother, Better Life: Kabanata 241 - Kabanata 250

Flynn's jaw ached from how tightly he clenched it. After Melinda's suicide, Phoebe got married. As for their biological father… Flynn had already decided that the man didn't exist.Flynn had ended up all alone before he even realized what had happened. He had become fed up with the world, turned cynical, and resented Phoebe for getting married so easily. To him, it had felt like she didn't care whether he lived or died. Wasn't he her brother?For a while, Flynn pretended that Phoebe didn't exist, either. He had cut off all contact and refused to see her, even when she had come knocking.But now, for the first time, he realized with absolute clarity that even after her impulsive marriage, she had always kept him in her heart.Phoebe was the only person in the world who treated him this well, and Flynn trusted that her actions came from a sincere heart—never from any ulterior motive.Like when he had run into trouble—she was the one who had ultimately had his back. She wasn't an out

When Phoebe didn't do anything, Malcolm sneered and bragged, "By the way, Connor bought my sister an apartment. It's huge and in a prime location. It's for her commute to work. He was by her side the whole time; they picked it out together. Connor's never treated you that well, has he? Are you going out of your mind with jealousy?"Katherine studied Phoebe. Phoebe had been ruthless to her, but she knew just how deeply the latter had loved Connor—she had clung to him for three years, after all.Phoebe had indeed inherited Melinda's brains, but she'd also inherited Melinda's stubborn streak of only being set on one person. Could she really move on now that she was divorced?Katherine once harbored a strange desire for Melinda to be less perfect and more ordinary, like everyone else. Only then could Katherine catch up with her and reach her.Now, that hope had shifted onto Melinda's daughter. It was like jealousy, but Katherine wasn't actually jealous of Phoebe. It was more like she h

Phoebe hung up without giving Connor a chance to say anything. She wanted to kill his heart, not his body—just a quick jab was enough.Anyway, pretending Connor didn't exist was impossible. Every time he resurfaced like an unwelcome rash, it only irritated her and wore her down. Thus, she figured that it was better to just accept his presence.Besides, now that she had a handy "tool" like Gideon, she wasn't afraid of Connor coming around to act pathetic. In fact, she could make sure that he never got a single thing he wanted from her.The more times he slammed into a brick wall, the more he would hesitate before trying again. Eventually, he would learn to behave.So, why should she bother cutting him off forever? Making him suffer was way more fun.With that decision made, Phoebe shoved Connor out of her mind. She took a cab to the bar from last night, picked up her Land Rover, and headed to the office.Connor was still sitting in his Maybach. These past couple of days had given

Alexandra frowned. She mentally added this to the list of grudges she held against Simon."I drank too much last night," she said over the phone, brushing it off. "My throat's a little sore."Phoebe said, "Take care of yourself, then.""Harry's payment came through. We'll each take half."Phoebe laughed. "Of course. You guys put in half a month of testing, and you've got salaries to pay."She had supplied the core tech, but all the follow-up testing and coordination had fallen to Alexandra.Alexandra said, "Harry's pretty interested in you. He wants to meet you.""Does he need something?""Nah, it's just pure hero-worship. You should've gone in person to see those jaws drop."Phoebe now understood the situation. "I don't have time for pointless socializing. Turn him down for me.""I already did. We're the real deal, so we have to stay a little aloof. Not just anyone gets a meeting with you," Alexandra said.If Harry got upset over the rejection, that just proved that he coul

The luxury apartment at Freeport Residences had been left to Phoebe by her uncle, James. Flynn had never once set foot in it.She had brought him there to get the two of them to finally bond. As expected, he hadn't been thrilled, but at least he cared enough about the Malcolm situation to come along.After parking the car, Phoebe got out, opened the car's back door, and hauled out the heavy stack of research materials piled on the seat.Flynn stood beside her. He glanced at the bag with obvious disdain, then wordlessly snatched it from her hands and hefted it. "This thing weighs a ton. What the hell is inside?"Having her younger brother carry her bag felt completely natural. She didn't bother thanking him and began walking, with Flynn falling into step behind her.She said, "They're reference papers for my thesis."Flynn had never been able to beat Phoebe in the brains department growing up, but he never cared. He crushed her in sports instead. Then again, she used to give him a