âYouâre such a witch! All these years, I respected you like a sister, and you made fun of me for not having taste! You even called me stupid! You tricked me with those ugly bags and shoes! You talked behind my back about my background, making it sound so awful! You really canât judge a book by its cover, huh? All my sincerity towards you these years was just wasted! No wonder my brother didnât choose you; youâre not even worthy of a hair on Ellinorâs head! Youâre such trash!â
Patriciaâs face was swelling from the slap. While showing a shocked and embarrassed expression, she tried to explain, âVeronica, you got it all wrong⦠I was just talking to Ellinor; I didnât mean it⦠Iâve been good to you all these years and bought you all the expensive stuff I could, you know that.â
But Veronica was still fuming, so she slapped her two more times.
SMACK!
SMACK!
âStop grossing me out! If I hadnât heard it with my own ears, I wouldnât have believed that those words came out of your mouth! How can you have the nerve to explain yourself? Youâre so shameless!â
Veronica was ranting, and she put her hands on her waist. It seemed like she twisted her waist a little from the slaps.
It was all this hypocritical Patriciaâs fault!
Thank goodness Ellinor was smart enough to guess Patriciaâs every move, allowing them to prepare ahead of time.
At first, she didnât want to cooperate with Ellinor. She couldnât believe that the Patricia she knew could be a bad person.
Now she finally saw it clearly. Patricia was more than just a hypocrite; she was an evil, scheming woman, and she played it very well. She almost fooled everyone!
Patricia sat on the ground. Her hair was disheveled by Veronicaâs hits, and she covered her face, putting on her best innocent and wronged look, trying to explain, âVeronica⦠itâs really not what you thinkâ¦â
But the person standing in front of her now was not Veronica, but her own little brother, Byran.
Byran was here too?
Patricia felt a little bit better after seeing her brother. She thought that he would support and protect her, so she reached out to grab Byranâs arm, âByran, youâre here! Quick, help me upâ¦â
Unlike before, Byran didnât care about her situation. He stood straight, and no matter how Patricia pulled him, he didnât help her up. He lowered his head, looking at his once perfect, kind, and angel-like sister with disappointment and sadness.
After a while, he violently shook off Patriciaâs hand and shouted, âDonât touch me! You evil woman!
Youâre not my sister! How could I, Byran, have a hypocritical, evil, and shameless sister like you?!â
Patricia, who had just regained a bit of security, was knocked down again by her own little brother; this time she fell harder than before. Just a while ago, Haillie and Veronica attacked her, but even the strength of the two girls couldnât compare to a manâs.
Byranâs shove almost made her fall flat on the ground.
After a while, Patricia finally stood up again and grabbed her brotherâs leg to plead, âByran, how could you treat me like this? Iâve been loving you since we were little; how could you treat me like a stranger?â
Byran seemed extremely disgusted by her touch, so he pushed her hand away, then shoved her away again.
âYou just called me an ungrateful person, right? Well, let me tell you, I, Byran, am that ungrateful person! Iâd rather be called ungrateful than acknowledge a sister as evil-minded as you! Get lost!â