Chapter 283



However, Klein stepped forward, blocking her path, his expression suddenly melancholic. “Kallie, we seldom meet. Why the chilly reception? It feels as if you might have something against me.”

Kallie, seeking to smooth over any discomfort without exacerbating the situation, responded quickly by typing on her device. “I apologize if I come across as distant. It’s really just my nature. I’m generally reserved and prefer keeping to myself.”

“But you…” Klein began.

Preempting his thoughts, Kallie stopped him from finishing his words. Her fingers swiftly danced on her phone screen as she typed down her reply.

“Ewing and I have built a rapport over time, which is why I might seem more at ease with him. Everyone, including Tyrone, knows I tend to keep to myself.

Please don’t feel the need to interact more than you’re comfortable with on my account. I’ll make sure Tyrone understands there’s no friction from my side.”

Klein’s gaze flickered briefly with an unreadable expression before he persisted, not yet satisfied.

“Yet, you haven’t explained why you seem to not only keep your distance but actually harbor some dislike toward me. I believe that since we are family, we should be unified. If there are grievances, we ought to address them directly. Otherwise, it could strain our family dynamics. Wouldn’t you agree?”

Seeing that Klein was determined to have a clear answer, Kallie sighed, massaging her temples before conjuring a convincingly cheerful smile.

Her response was filled with well-chosen words. “Previously, I had disagreements with Bria, which may have unintentionally influenced how I reacted to you. That was unfair, and I’m sorry. You are not Bria. You are your own person. I apologize for any past coldness that might have seemed directed at you.”

Klein visibly relaxed, reassured by her words, yet a touch of sorrow remained. “I was concerned that you really had it in for me.”

To handle Klein, Kallie decided to play along with his charade. Otherwise, he was bound to shadow her relentlessly. Kallie grasped Klein’s arm, acting like a spoiled kid. She showed him the text she had typed on her phone. “Klein, have you forgiven me now?”

“Absolutely,” Klein responded, his gaze tender. “From this moment, I’ll treat you like my own sister.”

Kallie typed, her question tinged with mischief. “Treat me better than you do Bria?”

Klein affirmed with a nod, “Without a doubt.”

Their smiles were exchanged. However, each harbored separate agendas. Kallie’s smile, notably, did not touch her eyes.

To onlookers, the scene painted a different picture.

Bria, witnessing the intimacy between Kallie and Klein from nearby, seethed with anger. “What’s gotten into Klein? Is he serious about treating that imposter as his sister?”

Noemi, observing Bria teeter on the brink of another tantrum, intervened swiftly.

“Miss, please, you must remain calm for your health’s sake. Mr. Klein Nixon has promised to handle Kallie. You ought to trust him. I don’t think he is being sincere.

It looks like he’s just pretending. Besides, you are his biological sister. How could he genuinely care about that dreadful woman who had schemed against you?”

Bria, somewhat placated, tilted her head up with an air of superiority. “Of course, I am his real sister. How can Kallie even compare to me?”

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