บททั้งหมดของ Dealing With The Other Brother.: บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

~SARA~“What the fuck?” Mira mutters as we stare at the inscription on the wall.My stomach tightens. A chill creeps down my spine, but I mask it immediately with a frown.“Shut the door,” I say, moving deeper into the room, scanning everything.Mira almost chokes. “Excuse me?”I glance at her, my brows narrowing. “The room’s empty. We don’t want anyone walking in, do we?”“But still—”“No buts. The last thing we need is some random person barging in and raising suspicions. You’re popular, and unfortunately…” I exhale sharply. “So am I. It’ll take seconds before we hit the headlines.”She shifts her weight from one foot to the other. Then, mutters something under her breath and walks to the door, pushing the metal panel down until it seals shut.“Happy now, are we?” she sneers.I ignore the comment and start searching the room.“The evidence was in a video format,” I say, opening drawers and scanning shelves. “The chance of it being stored on a flash drive is high.”My foot bumps into

~SARA~ The first thing I do as soon as the car screech into the yard was hop out of it and race into the building. The maids swerve sharply to my direction, eyes widening with shock as I dart pass them. "Miss Jane, You—" "Where is she?" I bark, cutting the nurse off mid-sentence. Alex had rented the house for my mom. I never had time to visit. The nurse points at a room down the hallway and I storm towards it. She hastens after me with Mira trailing behind, protesting. "Miss Jane. I don't think this is a good time. She is tucked in for the night." I get to the room and slam the door open. My mom jerks up at the impact. I step in, eyes scanning around the room, looking for any trace. Any fucking trace. Just one fucking trace to know if the bastard was still around, lurking in the shadows. Hiding. But the only thing that greets back my gaze is the slight glow of the lamp on the drawer besides my mom and the silent hum of the air condition. Mira and the nurse almost cr

~ALEX~She slaps my hand away and steps back, her gaze flickering. “It’s nothing, Alex. Nothing I can’t take care of.”“Nothing?” I tilt my head to the side. “Nothing that made you come all the way here with…”My gaze flicks to Mira. She swallows and her eyes darts at everywhere but me.I look back at Sara. “…her.”Sara’s breath hitches slightly, and for just a second, I see it. The hesitation in her eyes. A crack in the armor she’s trying so hard to hold together.I frown. Something’s wrong.I’m not stupid. I can read people.She is hiding something from me and I'm sure of it.Her lips part like she’s about to say something, but then she shuts them again.I can almost hear the thoughts racing in her head. The calculations. The lies she’s deciding whether to tell.And I hate that she thinks lying to me will make this better.I take a small step closer.“You’re not a villain, Sara.” My voice softens just enough to show I care. Just enough to make her understand that lying won’t make th

~SARA~For a moment, the room reigns in silence. My chest rises and falls too fast, like I’ve just outrun something. My fingers twitch at my sides, nails biting into my palms as if I need the pain to stay grounded.I know this feeling.The same cold, merciless instinct that took over ten years ago. The same one that made me choose survival over everything else.Over innocence.Over humanity.Over... Doing the right time.I look across across the room, slowly looking at everyone's faces. Mira stands wide-eyed, pale, her lips parted like she wants to speak but doesn’t dare.MaryJane tries to look composed but she avoids my eyes when it lands to her.The maids avoids my eyes entirely, shifting away from me like I had just transformed into something dangerous.Good.Let them feel it. Let them know that I can be twice as deadly as their master.I turn my gaze and glare at him.He barely flinches. He stands, one hand tucked casually into his pocket, but there’s nothing casual about the w

~SARA~I yank open my wardrobe and grab the first thing I see.A dress.I crumple it in my fist like it’s Alex’s stupid, smug face and shove it violently into my luggage.“Unbelievable,” I fume under my breath, pacing back and forth between the wardrobe and the bed. “Absolutely unbelievable.”Another blouse. Toss.A pair of jeans. Toss!I slam the drawer shut harder than necessary. “MaryJane can come too. Of course she can. Why not? Why not invite the whole damn city while you’re at it?”I drag my suitcase closer and kneel, pressing the clothes down with unnecessary force.One night. One fucking night with her.My jaw tightens.“So that’s what it is now?” I shove another shirt in. “You bark threats, sleep around, and expect everyone to just… fall in line?”I stand abruptly and pace again, dragging my hand through my hair.“And that stupid smirk—God, I should’ve—”I stop myself, exhaling sharply.Because the truth is…It’s not just anger burning in my chest.It’s something darkerSomet