The Day I Bought a Villain a Lollipop Chapter 1

After getting kicked out of our house, my brother carried three-year-old me while collecting protection money on the streets.

He stepped on Julian Vance's hand, threatening, "If you don't have the money, leave the hand!"

Just as I was about to cheer him on, my vision blurred.

[The villain is so pitiful. Kicked out of the Vance family the moment they found out he wasn't their biological son. And now he runs into these awful siblings!]

[No wonder he turns dark later and chops up everyone who hurt him to feed the fishes! Only the heroine ever showed him warmth.]

[The villain's real dad is a ruthless boss in both the underworld and legitimate business! Once they reunite, the first thing he does is use these siblings as bait for sharks!]

Shark bait?

I shivered, scrambled down from my brother's arms, and said, "Brother, you don't have money, so I'll buy you a lollipop!"

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My brother, Caleb, rolled up his sleeves, revealing a temporary tattoo he bought from a street vendor yesterday. A green dragon was sprawled across his thin arm.

"Sunny, is it crooked?" Caleb twisted his arm, frowning so hard he could have crushed a fly.

I stood on my tiptoes, scrutinizing the wobbly dragon.

Honestly, the quality was terrible. The dragon's eyes were smudged together, making it look like a malnourished eel.

"Perfect! Super scary!" I gave him a thumbs up, lying through my teeth.

Caleb grinned, showing his sharp canines.

He just turned twenty-two, yet he had to shoulder the burden of raising both of us.

Three days ago, my dad found a new wife who was already pregnant.

She claimed she was carrying twin boys.

However, she said my zodiac sign clashed with them.

Hearing this, my dad kicked me out without a second thought.

Caleb punched our dad, packed a few clothes, picked me up, and left.

Our stepmother, Helen, seized the opportunity to cut off our allowance, wanting to teach us a lesson.

She even went to Caleb's university and suspended his enrollment.

She sent people to harass us constantly; whenever Caleb found a part-time job, she'd ruin it.

"Today's target is Julian Vance from A University." He squatted down to my level. "I heard his family owns a listed company and is super rich. And..."

He lowered his voice mysteriously. "He looks really easy to bully."

I nodded, though my heart drummed nervously.

Caleb was much older than me, but he had never bullied anyone. Even stray dogs barked at him.

Collecting protection money seemed like a terrible idea.

We camped outside the gate of A University until sunset, when a tall figure finally emerged.

Julian Vance looked even better than in photos. Pale skin, high nose bridge, gold-rimmed glasses—the picture of a refined young master.

"Follow him." Caleb took my hand, trailing quietly.

Julian turned into a secluded alley.

Just as we were about to follow, he disappeared.

Sounds of punches and muffled groans echoed from the alley.

"Damn, someone beat us to it!" Caleb stamped his foot in frustration.

Hiding around the corner, we saw four or five thugs surrounding Julian, kicking and punching him.

Julian curled up on the ground, his glasses shattered, but he didn't make a sound.

"Tough guy, huh?" The leader, a blonde thug, grabbed Julian's hair. "Heard you're the Vance family heir? What, did you go bankrupt? Can't even pay protection fees?"

Blood trickled from Julian's mouth, but he suddenly smiled. "Vance family? That's not my family."

Enraged, the blonde thug kicked him in the stomach again.

I covered my eyes, too scared to watch, until the sounds of the beating faded away.

"Sunny, wait here." Caleb straightened his collar and swaggered into the alley.

Hiding behind the wall, I watched Caleb kick the broken glasses aside and look down at Julian.

"Hey, time to pay up." Caleb deepened his voice deliberately. "Those guys were my underlings. They didn't get enough."

Julian slowly looked up. Blood from his forehead dripped into his eyes, making his gaze look particularly dark.

He said nothing, just stared coldly at Caleb.

"No money?" Caleb stepped on Julian's hand. "If you don't have the money, leave the hand!"

Just as I was about to rush out and cheer for my brother, my vision blurred, and a stream of text floated by with an audio narration.