Betrayed By The Billionaire
This sister is going to be a headache.
Reluctantly, he reached out his hand and placed it on Sissy’s head. Her hair was surprisingly soft, like fine silk. An unfamiliar emotion flickered in his chest. His thin lips parted, his voice not warm, but no longer icy. "Stop crying. I never said I didn't like you."
Sissy froze, looking up at him with watery, pathetic eyes. "Really?"
"Really," Xavier replied.
Hearing this, Sissy smiled through her tears. She squinted her eyes and leaned her head into Xavier’s palm, nuzzling him like a gentle, submissive lamb.
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