“Whatever.”
I could see he said he wouldn’t play the heir game, but he still wanted to fight for it.
Fight for what?
Wealth?
I wasn’t interested.
I really wanted to tell him I didn’t care about money.
But I knew he wouldn’t believe me — normal people wouldn’t — so I didn’t bother explaining.
Sophia sat down beside me and said, “Mom and Dad said they’re going abroad for a few days. When they get back they’ll make it up to you. Please don’t think too much about it.”
“Oh.”
I nodded, in a state where my soul felt ready to float out through the top of my head.
Sophia seemed helpless, then looked at Liam and asked, “Is the room ready?”
“We’re still preparing it, but I care about our brother a lot, so I’m making many preparations.”
“Sis, why don’t we let Brother stay in the guest room tonight?” Liam said, sounding conflicted.
Sophia frowned, as if she’d seen through Liam’s little scheme: “He just got back. He shouldn’t stay in the guest room — he’s family, not a guest!”
“Got it, sis. In this house, I’m the outsider…”
Liam said, then suddenly burst into tears.
I saw Sophia roll her eyes; I wanted to roll mine too, but I was too lazy.