บททั้งหมดของ Dealing With The Other Brother.: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

~JASON~A smirk form on my lips as I glance at my wristwatch.Forty-five minutes remaining for the anniversary to be over and Alex and Sara are nowhere to be seen. I look into the hall and lean back to my seat, my lips spreading with mocking grin.I must say, I was a little anxious when father had insisted Sara stay with Alex. Sara is naive. The kind of girl you get to do what you want if you show her a little attention. For a girl like her, finding a way to declare herself innocent of the sex tape allegation is nothing short of rocket science.But Alex?Alex is dread itself.He's smart — Street-wise and book-wise. He's the kind of guy you never want watching you too closely. The kind that doesn't rush, doesn't panic, and never strikes without a plan.Having him in close proximity with Sara, working on the accusation was... threatening and I didn't want that."Any word from Alex?" Mira asks me as she strides across the hall and settle on the seat besides mine. The company's vice CE

~SARA~What. The. Hell. Just... Happened?I ask myself as I stare into the now-empty hall.Alex is pacing back and forth, his hands wiping over his lips like an animal pulling at every restraint, fighting not to go straight for its prey.Jason and Mira are tucked behind Sir Alex Sr., mocking grins sitting comfortably on their faces. Mrs. Ford sits beside Sir Alex, occasionally flashing me a smirk that says, 'Oh. We beat you at your own game.'Sir Alex—the architect of this whole drama—sits stiffly, his walking stick placed between his legs on the floor. His jaw is tight. His face, stone-hard.I glare at him and wish thunder could just strike him from above.I was this close to exposing Jason to the public.Why the hell did he have to step in?Alex whirls around at him, clenching his fists.“At least give a goddamn reason why you wouldn’t let her expose your spoiled brat son for who he really is,” he barks, his eyes flashing with rage.“Hey!” Jason push forward, spreading his arms. “W

~SARA~ Alex rushes over to the stove, his face going pale as he stares at the damage. The stove is still puffing out smoke, and he looks like his whole world just collapsed. "Are you kidding me?!" He snaps as he whirls at me, eyes blazing. "What did you do to make the freaking stove explode?!" I wince, now feeling the heat from the stove on my face. It stings. Like the stove sent a blast of heat straight into my face, and I’m standing here like a fool, trying to figure out how I went from a minor cooking disaster to this catastrophe. “I didn’t mean to blow it up!” I snap back, rubbing my face where the heat hit me. “I’m not exactly a chef like you!” He glares at me, planting his hands on his hips like a frustrated father scolding a misbehaving child. “What the hell were you thinking? You don’t just turn on the stove and hope for the best, Sara! You have to know what you’re doing!” “Yeah, well, I don’t know what I’m doing!” I yell, frustration biting through me. “I never had to co

*Author Note*: The following chapter is interlinked with previous chapters and could be confusing if you have forgotten what had occured earlier. For better comprehension(if you end up being confused), I would advise you re-read chapter 9, 12, 13, 14, 15.Thank you.~~~~SARA~Time freezes. The room tilts.A sickening chill sweeps down my spine and I feels cold beads of sweat form against my temple.Alex, Jake and Sara are still talking, but I only see their mouth move as their words fades in my daze.I stare down at the note, a lump lodging on my throat. My fingers tighten around it until the paper crumples. Welcome to hell, Sara. The words replays in my head.My throat goes dry.I don't breathe. I forgot how."Sara." A voices filters through my thoughts but I don't respond. "Sara." It calls again. No answer."Sara!" I flinch at the last call, snapping back to reality. Jake, Alex and Sandra stares back at me, blinking.Sandra frowns. "Where have you been?"I stare down at the not

~SARA~ Claw.Scratch.Claw.Scratch.My face burns as the nails digs into my skin. I raise my hands, elbowing them over my face to protect myself from the impact. But the hands tears through my shield, doubling in effort."You stupid bitch." The figure shrieks at me, nails moving. "You dare come here to see me! After everything you've done!"Lily. Of course, the damned bitch would come at me.I raise a hand, shoving at her shoulders, but she only leans in harder, her weight crushing the air out of my lungs.“Fight her! Teach that bitch a lesson!” Her grandmother yells from behind, raising her morale.The old cargo was encouraging this. Why am i not surprised?Lily snarls and continues with her frenzy, while I twist beneath her, my muscles screaming, lungs begging for air. My vision blurs, but something dark and furious snaps inside me.Enough.With the last ounce of strength in my body, I brace my feet and shove.Hard.Lily flies off me with a startled cry, her body hitting the fl