The Art of Revenge
Even though he could only see Serena’s upper body, his eyes involuntarily revealed a flash of admiration.
Ahem! Xavier quickly cleared his throat as a warning.
Christan composed himself, turned back, and said sarcastically, “Calling her Serena, huh? So affectionate. All you care about is finding her—what about Celia?!”
Xavier frowned. “What does your sister’s mess have to do with me? She chose to make a scene on her own. What could I do about it?”
Christan’s expression turned stern. “Xavier, Celia is my only sister. We’re brothers— even if you don’t like her, you should at least treat her like a younger sister and protect her!”