Framed by the Adopted Brother
I lowered my head and gave a faint reply, “Okay.”
Soon, we arrived back at the Fraser family ancestral mansion.
The living room was brightly lit.
My brother and sister-in-law were busy playing video games, enjoying the time of their lives.
My father's face turned pale for a moment.
My father kicked over the coffee table in front of them, sending teacups shattering all over the floor.
“You bastard! Have you lost your mind?! How dare you spread rumors that your sister is an illegitimate daughter!”
Yet, the two of them acted as if it was none of their business. They just kept operating their phones with calmness.