Ronald Sis Vs Bro Mga Nobela at Kwento

The people invited had considerable power but no one is above the Fangs not to mention above Steve. “Oh my gosh! Sis Jazz you look amazing!!!! Brother-in-law Steve, you surely deserve my sis. You are on time. Come let’s go.” Ron is extremely excited to see his sis back and pulls their hands to come inside. Seeing his behavior no one would believe that he had turned sixteen now. He pulls his sis and brother-in-law to the main tables where the couple is greeted by the Fang couple. “Welcome, Mr. Smith. It’s a pleasure to have you here. Hi dear Jessica, good to see you again.” Father Fang smiled at Jessica.

His assistant knocked on the door before entering to place a file on his desk, and he said, "Mr. Brown, the test result is back." Ronald picked up the file and took out the documents in it. He then skimmed through the papers. His face changed when his eyes fell on the last sentence of the statement of results. "How can it be?" The assistant was confused at the sudden change in Ronald's expression. He asked concernedly, "Is there something wrong, Mr. Brown?" Ronald was livid, and he refused to believe the results. Because, according to the test result, Valeria and he had no blood relation at all.

She did not know if it would be harmful to him if she asked Ronald to go out. 00"Women can't listen to a man's conversation." Elvis glanced at her sister. "What's wrong? Can't I borrow your husband?" 00"No, brother..." 00"Well, that's enough. Just two sentences. Stay here." Elvis patted her sister on the shoulder. 00But she still felt uneasy. 00Ronald gave her a reassuring look. "It's okay. Big Brother may have something important to tell me. I don't want you to worry about it." 00"But..."

Ronald didn’t slow down, he hated being in the same space as Connor, every bit of this infuriated him. “Hey, bro, wait up.” Connor called again. That did it. Ronald spun around and shoved Connor hard against the wall. His forearm pressed firmly into Connor’s chest, holding him in place. “Don’t you fucking call me that,” Ronald growled through clenched teeth. “I am not your bro.” Connor blinked, startled, and nodded slightly. Ronald stepped back and turned to leave. “Hold on, though,” Connor said quickly, brushing off his shirt. “I’m trying to talk to you.”

He crossed his legs, staring at the men before him one after the other. "You see," he stood back up and began walking, his hands tucked in his pockets. "I expected a day like yesterday to come one day but..." He paused behind Ronald, Alex's son. Ronald didn't turn back but he knew Sebastian was behind him. He could feel the shivers of his glare. "Why did you do that, Ronald? No, how could you?" Sebastian was genuinely hurt. He trusted Ronald. He took him as his own brother but he ended up getting betrayed by him.

I was going to do this my way, the only way I knew. "How much do you want for her? Silver? Gold? Cash? Name it." I asked. "You seem to think I'm poor." Ronald smiled. "Compared to me, you are." I smiled back at me. "Arrogant fool." He hissed. "I could say the same about you." I retorted. The two of us glared at each other, anger simmering below the surface. Liam stood by patiently and watching us. Ivan was the opposite. He looked stressed as his eyes darted from me to Ronald. "Can we stop this testosterone war and reach a conclusion, gentlemen?" He laid the emphasis on the gentlemen as if he was trying to convince himself that we were.

Sis Thirteen sat in a wheelchair, staring fixedly at Baby Robbie with a pair of black and lucid eyes. She was extremely puzzled. Why did this boy look so much like the military intelligence division’s Lil Fox? However, he was loftier and colder than Lil Fox. He would not greet her when he saw her either. It was as if he did not know her. Baby Robbie narrowed his eyes at Sis Thirteen and imitated Jenson's indifferent tone, questioning her, “Hey, what are you looking at?”

“Stefan, stop making excuses. You just can’t leave Sarah alone.” Ronald said accusingly. “So, what she is, my legally wedded wife? You tell me what took you so long on the terrace?” Stefan turned the table towards Ronald. “Me?” Ronald said, making an oblivious face. “Yes you, don’t you think your 5 minutes were pretty long?” “Really, is that so? I don’t care.” Ronald knew his brothers were again in the mood to tease him and he tried to eliminate the topic, but they didn’t let it go.

Sia was not facing any kind of problems related with her dreams and she was not seeing anything in mirror which make her scare so she didn't care about her dreams or anything that's why she could not relate with Ronin’s problem Ronin said to Sia, “But, you have to think about it, there is something similar between us.” Sia asked, “How could you say that? Have you seen anything similar between us?” Ronin said, “I am not talking about exact similar things, but I am talking about something which we feel, like we feel connected to each other and sometimes you called me ‘Ricardo’ and ‘Rylan’ and sometimes I called you ‘Ishu’ so this have some connection which we have to find but you are not read

Her face was cold, unreadable — not angry, but processing something deeper. Ryan, sensing the tension, stayed close to her side. “Anything?” I asked Roderick softly. He shook his head. “But I don’t like how Sisi’s acting. She… she knows something.” “She knows about the baby,” I whispered. “Yes,” he said grimly. “The last time I saw her like that was when she was about to jump.” I froze. “What? What do you mean, jump?”