Justin Xavier tried to visit but was left shut outside the door.
With one hand in his pants pocket, he drew up a faint smile, and his cold eyes softened slightly, "Leah."
He called her na outside the door.
There was no response from inside.
"Leah, I’m leaving."
Still, there was no response from inside.
Justin Xavier turned around and left.
As Justin Xavier walked away, a figure erged from the shadows; it was Davina Rowe.
The performance had not yet ended, and as Leah Thorne exited, Justin Xavier followed closely behind, leaving Davina unable to stay seated, so she followed as well.
She had seen everything that had happened; she saw the high and mighty Justin Xavier kneel down in front of Leah Thorne. That impactful scene—Leah Thorne in a strappy black dress against the wall, and Justin in a suit looking like a knight on horseback conquering territories for her.
Davina felt so jealous it made her sick; she only now realized how forbidden the relationship between these pseudo-siblings was, Justin Xavier’s twisted little habit, and that word "brother," all started because of Leah Thorne.
That night, as she knelt on the sofa to please him, his eyes were a blazing red, with a feverish desire as if he were looking at another person through her. Now Davina knew that the person was Leah Thorne.
Davina didn’t understand; they weren’t real siblings. If he truly wanted her, Leah Thorne was within his reach.
Davina couldn’t understand why he kept Leah Thorne by his side, opting for lookalikes instead of touching her?
Davina also couldn’t understand why Leah Thorne wouldn’t let him touch her; how could she bear to refuse him?
...
Leah Thorne went out, heading to the restroom.
She stood in front of the washbasin, splashed cold water on her face. Just then, the door behind clicked open, and soone entered.
Leah raised her head, through the mirror saw the newcor was Davina Rowe, with a face full of anger and jealousy.
Leah’s soft and charming face showed no expression as she turned off the faucet and took a tissue to dry the water on her hands.
Davina scrutinized Leah for a while; Leah’s breathtaking beauty was often seen, on TV shows, movies, magazines, and newspapers. Wherever she appeared, there was always a chorus of "Ah!" screams.
The Leah on those diums was always with makeup, but this ti, without makeup, she was even more beautiful.
Leah’s skin naturally glowed, as white and smooth as porcelain, full of collagen. Her features were attractively captivating, especially her naturally seductive eyes that could enchant anyone. Leah took great care to maintain herself; every strand of her hair to the tips of her toes was ticulously grood.
Davina then looked at Leah’s figure, the entertainnt circles’ unanimously acknowledged golden figure, referred to privately by executives as a "siren," with her front and rear curving richly, her chest rounded and smooth, her derrière pert; the slender waist in between resembled the thin neck of a porcelain vase, tempting n to want to hold it.
Davina thought she was wrong; she shouldn’t have looked—doing so was self-torture.
Enormous jealousy spread through her; Davina’s hands clenched tightly into fists at her sides, staring resentfully at Leah, while Leah regarded her like thin air.
It was simply... unbearable!
Davina could only speak up, "Leah, do you know who I am? I’m Davina Rowe, Justin Xavier’s current girlfriend!"
Leah finished drying her hands and threw the tissue into the basket, then glanced casually at Davina, "So what?"
"So, from now on, stay away from Justin Xavier!"
Upon hearing this, Leah slowly stepped forward, coming face-to-face with Davina, her red lips lazily curling into a smile, "Does Justin Xavier know that you’re using his girlfriend’s title to co and make such a scene in front of ?"
Davina stiffened, as if her weak spot had been exposed.
After that night, he had only sent a secretary to deliver a ruby necklace, then brought her to Phoenix Plu Pavilion without speaking to her—only saying one thing: Leah is my sister, spoiled by , so you must tolerate her, understood?
Davina’s previously arrogant deanor instantly deflated, while a little fear settled in her heart.
But the woman’s jealousy and unwillingness swiftly triumphed over rationality, Davina clenched her fists and said, "Leah, don’t think I don’t know about the stuff between you and Justin Xavier. Justin Xavier is your supposed brother; do you truly love to sneak around, sneaking around with your own brother? Do you believe I won’t expose this to the dia, then you’re done for!"
Davina was indeed threatening her, considering Leah Thorne was a big star, naturally drawing attention.
Leah showed no emotion, but on the contrary, raised her alluring willow eyebrows in interest, "Why don’t you go ahead? Do it now, I’ll be waiting here."
"You!" Davina felt Leah was utterly fearless, of course, she wouldn’t dare; she didn’t want to die.
"Davina, if I were you, I wouldn’t co running over pathetically to tell that you’re Justin Xavier’s girlfriend. You should spend your ti on Justin Xavier, make him bring you to and let him personally say that you’re his girlfriend. Only then won’t I think you’re... both pitiful and funny."
Davina’s pretty face imdiately turned red with anger; Leah truly had a sharp tongue.
At that mont, Leah fixed her dress, "Anything else? If not, I’m leaving now."
Upon saying that, Leah simply left.
In this confrontation, Davina exerted all her effort, but it felt like throwing a punch into cotton—Leah was unscathed, leaving Davina fuming.
Davina now felt deeply threatened, as long as Leah was around, she could be discarded at any mont.
Since being with Justin Xavier, she had entered the world of high society daily, indulging in decadence. She had begun to covet this lifestyle, even more so, Justin Xavier as a man.
Davina watched the direction in which Leah disappeared, her expression showing resentnt.
...
Leah returned to her room, wanting to soak in a rose milk bath. Due to allergies to so pollen, she ordered a specific type of rose, which Mada Goldie went to fetch.
But Mada Goldie returned empty-handed.
Leah took a tal clip and casually pinned up her curls, "Mada Goldie, what’s the matter? It seems... you didn’t get the flowers, and soone’s upset you."
Mada Goldie plunked into the chair, angrily saying, "Leah, who else could it be but President Xavier’s new lover Davina Rowe? She saw going to fetch the roses and started competing with ."
"In that case, compete! Mada Goldie, who has never lost in resource battles, shouldn’t lose!" Leah chuckled.
Mada Goldie walked over and tapped Leah on her forehead, "You’re still in the mood for jokes, that Davina said she just loves these roses, planning to have a rose lovebird bath with President Xavier tonight. The mont she said that, the staff gave her all the flowers."
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