The Devil in the Manor: Return of the Stolen Heiress Chapter 2

After I went missing at age five, the Sterling family adopted a girl and named her Chloe Sterling.

I also had a twin brother named Carter.

But in this moment, Carter looked like a pristine, arrogant little prince, while I looked like I had lost half my life.

I actually quite liked him.

If my long-lost, dear brother Carter hadn't looked at me with such disdain and spoken so cruelly, I really could have liked him.

"Mom, she's too dirty. Shouldn't we send her to get washed up first? The carpets at home are imported from France."

Sylvia shot Carter a reproachful look and told him not to say such things.

The only thing she didn't do was deny it. She didn't say I wasn't dirty.

Chloe tugged at Carter's hand. "Brother, you shouldn't say that. It will make my sister sad."

Carter scoffed. "Just telling the truth."

I twitched the corner of my mouth, looking at Chloe's feigned kindness and the smugness she couldn't quite hide.

This kind of trick...

Was way too amateur.

I grabbed Sylvia's hand, nuzzling against her palm, and said devoutly, "I'm sorry, Mom. I didn't want to be so dirty either."

No one knew how I had survived countless days and nights in that unimaginably brutal hellhole.

Only absolute submission, combined with a fast, precise, and ruthless understanding of the human heart, gave you a slight chance to live like a human being.

Those who have never been to hell have no idea what a demon even looks like.

A single tear slipped from the corner of my eye, landing perfectly in Sylvia's palm.

Sylvia's heart instantly ached. She hugged me tightly and scolded Carter, "This is your sister! How can you speak like that?"

Carter glared at me, but he stopped his cruel remarks.

Chloe was different. Her entire demeanor screamed that she felt threatened, and she stared at me intently.

I didn't care.

As if suddenly remembering something, I asked out of the blue, "By the way, which orphanage was Chloe adopted from?"

Sylvia was caught off guard. "After you went missing, we found her passed out under our car."

Oh. I see.