All Chapters of Better Brother, Better Life: Chapter 601 - Chapter 610

The way Dahlia looked at Flynn—like he was some stray dog—made it seem like she thought she was untouchable, but in the end, she was nothing special.She really lived up to her name as Connor's sister—they were cut from the same cloth and equally repulsive. Just one look at her filled Flynn with disgust. Honestly, seeing her fall like that was pretty satisfying.Once Phoebe heard the full story, she turned to look at Sandra. "Ms. Atkinson, we now know exactly what happened. Have you told Connor everything?"Sandra replied, "I've gone over the situation with Mr. Russell. But because Ms. Russell is injured, you two will have to stay and give him an explanation."Phoebe frowned. "And what about Dahlia ambushing Flynn with an entire group of people? How does that factor in?"Sandra said, "You can discuss that with Mr. Russell, but ultimately, Ms. Russell is the one who's hurt. If Mr. Russell decides to make a fuss, he could push it quite far."Phoebe's expression darkened. They clear

Dahlia couldn't believe that Flynn had actually dared to fight back. He'd even had the nerve to be all cocky instead of obediently standing there and letting her take her anger out on him.In her mind, he was a wild, untamed dog. But no matter how stubborn he was, he was still just a dog, and he ought to bow that arrogant head of his before her. That was the natural order of things.Honestly, Dahlia wasn't even supposed to get hurt that day. At the exact moment she fell, she'd secretly stretched out her arm to catch herself in just the right way so she would slice her arm on impact. If not for that, she would've had to accept her bad luck and accept that she had nothing she could use to keep Flynn under her heel.The pain was real and excruciating, but it was nothing compared to leaving without venting her anger on Flynn and ending up the one who suffered a loss instead.For that, a minor injury was a small price to pay. Besides, getting hurt had its benefits. Because of it, Flynn

Dahlia clenched her jaw. "How do you expect me to trust you?"Phoebe said, "I won't lie to you.""No way. I want Sun to drive me for a while!" Dahlia said. "If you don't agree, then I'm not agreeing, either!"Phoebe looked at her. "Fine."Dahlia was still lost in the shock of this huge surprise.Phoebe cocked her head. "So, do we have a deal?"Dahlia snorted. "It only counts when I actually see Sun. You could be just bragging!""Okay." Phoebe tipped her head slightly. "Talk to your brother and make things clear; this matter ends here. If you or Connor refuse to make peace, then we can bring this to Philip. After all, you're the one who picked a fight with Flynn first. If not for your accident, I wouldn't even be talking to you right now."A two-inch gash that needed stitches had to be pretty deep. That was considered a significant injury. Phoebe didn't like seeing anyone get hurt, and Dahlia had definitely paid a price this time.Still, the fact remained that Dahlia had starte

Because of the pressure she faced from Philip and Connor, Dahlia had long since mastered the act of acting obedient. She knew that it worked in her favor, so she was used to putting on that act. To her, there was nothing embarrassing about saying all that just now; it was simply a tactic to get what she wanted. Shame wasn't part of the equation.Besides, in her mind, she'd already humbled herself enough. Flynn—no, her "dog"—ought to be wagging his tail by now, hurrying to please his "owner". She quietly waited for what she believed should naturally happen.Her attitude now was worlds apart from the way she'd been cursing Flynn and Phoebe out earlier. Her entourage all stared at her in disbelief. Some muttered shocked curses, while others gave her a thumbs-up, impressed by her sheer adaptability.Chloe, on the other hand, was calm. Ever since she'd met Phoebe, she'd never once seen Dahlia get the upper hand against her. Dahlia thought she could finally have Phoebe under her heel for

Phoebe was amused to see Flynn like this. "I did promise Dahlia a few things, but they're all small stuff. I'm not losing out on anything."Flynn didn't quite buy it. "You'd better not be lying to me.""I'm not," Phoebe said. "But you wanting to beat Connor up just now really moved me. At least you're willing to stand up for me now. You're getting more and more reliable, kiddo."Flynn glanced at her and said nothing."Ride in my car," Phoebe said."It's not on the way. I'll just take a cab." Flynn liked to act cool, but his aloofness only really worked on starry-eyed teenage girls.To Phoebe, he was just being stubborn. And what was there to be stubborn about? She smiled and said, "I've got a first-aid kit in the car. I could disinfect your hand."Only then did Flynn realize that his hand was scraped and the skin was broken. How had Phoebe noticed such a small detail right away?He looked up at her, his gaze complicated. It felt just like that moment earlier when she'd chosen t