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“What did they say?”
Patric’s brows knitted together, as he waited with bated breath for the response.
“Miss Sarah has been grounded by Mr. Grammer. She’s not allowed out without his say-so,” the butler replied
with the utmost respect.
Patric huffed, “That's good. In this way, she can’t cto Frant City to make trouble anymore. | can finally have
speace and quiet.”
He dismissed his butler with a casual wave of his hand, and continued to gaze on the closed doors.
Back in S city, at the Grammer family household.
Sarah was in a rage in her room.
“Dad is really pushing it too far! How could he lockup in this room, not even allowingout of this door?!”
A servant approached gingerly, trying to soothe her in hushed tones, “Miss Grammer, try not to take it too hard.
It's just house arrest. You just have to lay low for a while, and this too shall pass.”
“What would you know? Get out!”
Sarah ripped all the flowers from the vase and flung them at the servant. “Get lost, and stop adding fuel to the
fire!”
Still unsatisfied, she snatched up the vase and slammed it into the ground.
“Miss Grammer, that’s not on! That's a crystal vase your mother brought back from Florence Republic, it's worth
a fortune. You can’t just smash it!”
The servant looked at the now chipped vase with a pained expression but didn’t dare step in.
“These things are all mine, | can do with them as | please! You're just a servant, how dare you try to givethe
runaround? If you don’t button up, I'll rip your tongue out!”
Sarah continued her rampage, shoving off all the makeup from the table. The clutter that hit the floor sounded
like a car crash, impossible to ignore.
The servant, realizing that any further attempt to calm Sarah down was a fool's errand, clammed up, shut the
door, and beat a hasty retreat.
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Naturally, Mr. and Mrs. Grammer were clued in about Sarair's temper tantram patais. Mr. Gre face was a
thundercloud as he stubbed his cigarette out in the ashtray
“Look at the sweet daughter you've raised!”
“What's that supposed to mean?”
Mrs. Grammer shot back, “She’s not just my daughter, or have you conveniently forgraten that? Are you trying
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“If you hadn't kept mollycoddling her, would she have turned out this way? Patric is determined to call off the
engagement, and no amount ofeating humble pie is changing his mind. If we let her keep running wild, the
Grammer family are headed for a fall!” Mr. Grammer’s fury was a sight to behold.
“You!”
Mrs. Grammer was just about to respond when their son, Adrain, sensing the brewing storm, decided to step in
and play peacemaker.
“Dad, Mom, Sarah is locked up. It’s normal for her to be in a bad mood. It’s good for her to vent her anger!”
“That's not the way to vent her anger! You hear that? If she keeps throwing a hissy fit like this, we'll lose all our
world-class heirlooms!”
Mr. Grammer pointed upstairs, sighing heavily and shaking his head as if he was one disappointed
camper.
The sounds of crashing and breaking echoed faintly from upstairs. After a moment's thought, Adrain decided he
would head up and calm her down.
Upstairs, Sarah was just about to slam an antique decorative plate onto the floor.
“Who has our dear Miss Grammer all hot under the collar?” Adrain took the plate from her hand, leading her to
sit on the couch. “Anger isn’t good for your health, Sarah. Smash a few things to blow off steam, then cool your
jets.”
“Adrain!”
Sarah, pouting, pulled his arm, “All this over a divorced woman, and now Patrick is considering calling off our
engagement!”
Adrain pinched her cheek lightly.
“I reckon it’s not just that, right? You can’t pull the wool over my eyes.”
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“Ever since that woman got divorced, Patrick’s had her cooped up in his villa, treating her like the apple of his
eye. How do you expectto swallow that?”
Sarah's face was a picture of exasperation as she continued.
“Adrain, you've always been my knight in shining armor, will you kill Sylvia for me?” She played up the puppy
dog eyes as she shook his arm, “You wouldn't stand by and watch your baby sister's man be stolen by another
woman, would you?”
However, Adrain’s eyes flashed with surprise. He steadied Sarah by her shoulders, “Say that again, Sarah.
What's that woman's name?”
Sarah looked at him, taken aback, but she repeated herself, “Sylvia Lancelot. An orphan from Frant City Welfare
Institution. What makes her think she can compete with me? Wait...Adrain, do you know her?”
Sylvia Lancelot...
This nwas too familiar.
Could it be her?
But how could she be an orphan?
Adrain released his grip, turning around to mull over her words. Doubts were cropping up in his mind.
“Adrain, what's the matter?”
Sarah noticed his odd reaction, asking in confusion.
“Do you have a picture of this Sylvia Lancelot?”
“She was on the trending list stago. You can probably find her mug shot on the internet, you
didn’t know?”
Adrain shook his head.
He was never one to keep up with the gossip mill, but the news Sarah had brought up hadn't made any waves in
the S City. It seemed as though the bigwig families had managed to keep a lid on things.
Could it be the Smith family?
Why would the Smith family want to hush up news about this woman in S City?
His wheels were turning, doubts and guesses mounting.
Sarah sat on the sofa, whipping out her mobile and displaying a previously clandestinely snapped photo
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of Sylvia, She thrust the phone into Adrain’s face.
“Adrain, you've got to help me. If we can send this bitch six feet under, there won't be anyone left to steal Patric
away from me...”
While Sarah was still chattering, Adrain looked at the photos on her mobile phone, his amorous eyes full
of excitement.
“Adrain? Aren't you listening?”
Sarah’s angry shout brought him out of his reverie.
“So, you're really itching for her to kick the bucket?”
“Yes!” Sarah's eyes were filled with resolve.
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Adrain gave her a knock on her noggin, disappointment written all over his face.
“What should | scold you for? The more you target her, the more you push Patric out!”
“Bro, what are you trying to say?”
Sarah dodged his hand, clearly miffed.
Adrain couldn't help but chuckle. “You're trying to off his only sister. You really think he won't give you the cold
shoulder, grow to detest you?”
“What?! Sister?!”
Sarah was completely gobsmacked.
Sylvia is Patric’s sister?! How on earth could that be?
“Wasn't the Smith family’s little princess declared dead six years ago? | haven't met her, but I've dug up on
Sylvia's past. She's clearly an orphan!”
Adrain sighed, “Given the Smith family’s resources, if they didn’t want you to snoop around, there's no way
you'd find anything. As for why they’d do this, maybe they were trying to protect her.”
It took him but a few minutes to get the gist of the entire matter.
Sarah was rooted to the spot, struck dumb.
Adrain glanced at the chaos Fanny had caused in the room. “If you still want to keep this engagement with
Patric, don’t think about ending her life. Spend stat hand think about how you're going to
apologize.”
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He patted Sarah on the shoulder and left her bedroom.
Six years ago, when Sylvia vanished and the Smith family announced her demise, he was devastated
Although his parents had tried to set him up with many a high-society maiden since, he never managed to forget
her.
Now, knowing that she was still alive and right in Frant City, Adrain was champing at the bit to by right
to her side.
After Adrain left, Sarah was still rooted to the spot, shocked. It took her a good while to snap back to
reality.
The pieces she couldn't make sense of before were now falling into place.
Why was Sylvia dining with Patric in his office, why was Patric so protective of her, why was Sylvia immediately
appointed as the general manager as soon as she joined Angle Group....
So, she had almost wreaked havoc on her future sister-in-law?!