In the living room, Be hugged Drew tightly, and he returned the hug. If they were not siblings; others
might mistake them for a newlywed couple enjoying their reunion.
“Drew, you’ve worked hard this time,” Be pouted.
“It’s nothing. What’s hard about bringing someone back?”
Drew rubbed her head, his eyes full of longing and tenderness. “As long as you’re happy, I could even
kill him for you.”
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Steven broke into a cold sweat, and Axel almost spit out his tea!
At this moment, Asher walked down the stairs.
“He’s asleep.”
“He must be exhausted. Let him rest.
Be sighed. “I was too anxious. This might backfire. If we piss off Arnold and he refuses to help, I can’t
possibly force him by putting a
knife to his neck.”
“Be, don’t worry.” Asher sat beside her and put his arms around her shoulder. “You have us. We exist
to help you aplish things you
can’t do.”
“Yeah, Be.” Axel alsoforted her. “Please ask us to do something for you. We’re starting to feel a
little irrelevant!”
Be’s lips trembled as she was moved to the point of tears.
Sitting beside Be, Asher took in herplicated emotions but said nothing. He merely took her hand
gently, warming her up with his
palms.
“Ash, did you tell Aunt M and Wyatt about Arnold?” Be asked
lightly.
Wyatt took Celeste abroad to one of their holiday vis in an attempt to cheer her up. M and Sasha
went along, but they did not live together. Wyatt arranged for them to stay in another vi.
Only the Thompson siblings were present in the spacious Yara Park.
“I’ve called Aunt M.”
Asher smiled. “Aunt M said we don’t need to treat him as a guest. We can deal with him as we see
fit. If Be is in need, she’ll forget about this nephew of hers to make Be happy.”
Be could not help chuckling. She knew her three stepmothers cared
a lot about her.
“Hey, do you think Aunt M is disregarding her family for justice o outright disowning him?” Axel
dropped his jaw in shock.
Drew reached into his ck coat and fished out a cigarette, putting it in between his lips, looking cocky
and handsome. “If it’s to help someone else, it’s for justice. Helping that bastard Justin would be
thetter.”
Everyone was speechless, but Be’s eyshes fluttered, and she
only kept quiet.