Chapter 277 Pick a Sister


    Justin spoke with incredible gentleness. His voice carried earnest pleading.


    He understood something important. Regr approaches couldn’t remove Tilda’s deep hatred.


    She possessed the same stubborn streak as other Jenson family members.


    Money and power wouldn’t sway her. Threats and bribes would failpletely. Her hatred ran too deep for such shallow tactics.


    Only Tilda herself could release this burden.


    Justin’s only weapon wasplete sincerity.


    But Tilda couldn’t help butugh.


    Herughter dripped with pure mockery. Everyone could see it clearly.


    “Tilda, you…


    “Who do you think you are, Justin? They feel guilty now, so what? Why should that matter to me?


    “If I stabbed you and apologized, would you forgive me? Would you skip calling the cops and just let it slide?”


    “Tilda, that’s totally different! Dominic and Wade never threatened your life!”


    Justin desperately defended them.


    “Really? So emotional abuse doesn’t count? Cold words and cruel wishes don’t hurt? As long as nobody hit me, it’s fine?


    “Justin, keep your fake kindness to yourself! Get out of my sight and stay out!”


    Tilda’s icy words cut like invisible daggers.


    Justin’s cheeks actually stung from her harshness.


    Her burning rage left him momentarily speechless.


    “I know you hate the Jensons, Tilda. But I’m your brother. I won’t give up.


    “I’ll help you understand what family means. You’ll forgive Dominic and Wade eventually.”


    Justin steadied himself and spoke from his heart. He refused to abandon his long–lost sister of 19 years.


    Tilda was trapped in swirling hatred now. If he gave up, she’d drift away forever. Darkness would swallow her with no escape.


    “Think you’re my savior? My brother? Look in the mirror, Justin. Ask yourself if you’re worthy. You’re absolutely worthless!”


    For the first time, Justin’s gentle expression disgusted herpletely. His self–righteous bleeding–heart act made her sick.


    She couldn’t resist tearing off his fake mask anymore.


    “Curse me all you want, Tilda. Humiliate me however you like. I won’t give up. I’m your brother, so I can handle this.”


    Justin spoke with firm determination.


    Seeing her brother act this way sparked an idea. A yful smile curved Tilda’s lips. She’d found an interesting game to y.


    “Justin, you want me to forgive Dominic and Wade, right? Fine. Kick K out of the Jenson Vi right now. Then I’ll agree. How’s that sound?”


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    Chapter 277 Pick a Sister


    <i>Perfect</i>. The moment K’s name came up, Justin’s firm expression cracked. His resolve wavered instantly.


    “Kick K out and I’lle home. Simple as that.


    “It’s a fair trade. Satisfies your sense of justice perfectly, right?”


    Tilda felt satisfied watching Justin’s expression change.


    This proved everything. This gentle Justin matched her memories perfectly.


    She could destroy him without any restraint.


    “Those are two different things entirely! Why should K leave just for you? That’spletely unreasonable!


    Finished


    “You’re the Jensons‘ biological daughter, but K is also a daughter of the Jensons. Our love doesn’t have boundaries based on blood!”


    Justin’s voice changedpletely. His earlier gentleness vanished. Cold anger reced his sincere tone.


    “Are you deaf? Haven’t you heard K’s promises? She said she’d leave the Jenson Vi if I came back.


    “I’m just fulfilling her wishes. Why are you freaking out?


    “Scared I’ll kick your precious K out of the Jenson Vi? Then why plead me to return? Let K stay the only Jenson heiress. I’ll give uppletely. Wouldn’t that be better?”


    Justin fell speechless. He lowered his head and clenched his fists. “Y–you’re being totally unreasonable!”


    “Who’s unreasonable here? It’s you!”


    Tilda suddenly roared.


    It startled Justin. He stared nkly into her stone–cold eyes.


    In that moment, his soul felt pierced and torn.


    Icy coldness spread through him. It froze his entire body.


    “Justin, in your heart, am I worth anything? Your so–called blood sister who was missing for 19 years? Am I worth even one hair on K’s head?


    “In your eyes, K’s the warm sun. I’m just cold moonlight. She alwayses first. When she’s around, I’m always second ce!”


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