Brother’s money, his girl beat me miscarry.

But unexpectedly, she sneered.

"Eleanor? The brother-sister thing is no longer popular nowadays. Should we call her Eleanor instead?"

"And they're looking for you! It was you, the vixen, who tricked Arthur into transferring all the money to you, right? You're really good at scheming!"

I hastily explained, "Arthur asked me to take care of it for him..."

"Listen for yourself. Do you believe it? Mr. Sterling would give his money to someone else to manage? Stop being so funny, hahahahahaha..."

"I just came back from studying abroad..."

Chloe and the others also covered their mouths and laughed when they heard this.

"Aren't you ashamed to say this yourself? And you're studying abroad..."

Isabella studied my face, shook her head and clicked her tongue.

"Look at your face, it's full of wrinkles. No wonder Arthur calls you sister."

"Not satisfied with just swindling money, you want a Cradle-snatcher!? How ridiculous!"

Everyone couldn't hold back any longer and burst into laughter.

I suddenly felt a blockage in my chest and my face turned red.

This woman is such a blockhead!

His mouth seemed to be poisoned.

I didn't want to waste time talking to her, so I said directly, "Whether I am his Eleanor, can't you just call Arthur and find out?"

"Oh, this elder sister even knew to ask Mr. Sterling for help," Chloe stretched out her hand and grabbed my hair, "Do you think if you ask Mr. Sterling to come, he will protect you? Who in Kingston City doesn't know that Mr. Sterling treats Isabella very dearly?"

"Your elder sister, who is old and ugly, still wants to interfere? You are just a toad wanting to eat swan meat!"

After saying that, she spat on the ground.

It made my eyelids twitch.

I've only been away for ten years, are the new generation in Kingston City already so rude?

I was about to say something, but Isabella glanced and saw the freshly made Crème Brûlée on the table.

She snorted coldly.

Then he picked up the bowl and put it directly on my face.

Crème Brûlée paste mixed with cream immediately covered my face.

The Crème Brûlée had just come out of the oven and hadn't cooled or solidified yet. My face was stinging from the heat.

I gasped.

This woman is so cruel!

"You even knew that Arthur likes desserts? You're quite dedicated. Thank you for your hard work."

Isabella rubbed her hands on me provocatively.

The Crème Brûlée juice slid down her cheeks, and the delicate skin on her neck was instantly reddened.

I took deep breaths, trying to ease the pain.

Isabella grabbed my hair and forced me to look up.

"You hid it really well. If I hadn't seen the flirtatious messages you sent to Arthur, I really wouldn't have known you were trying to steal my girl."

"By the way, Arthur also customized a necklace some time ago. Did he give it to you, a vixen?"

Isabella gave a look and the others dispersed to search around.

My luggage was pulled out and scattered all over the floor.

I frowned tightly.

The Renaissance painted pottery plate that I was going to bring to my parents was carelessly thrown to the ground and shattered into pieces.

My personal belongings were also dug out and stepped on.

Chloe looked at the latest jewelry I brought with her, her eyes sparkling, "What a good trick, she managed to get Mr. Sterling to buy her so many things. How much did it cost?"

Isabella gnashed her teeth in anger and kicked me hard in the stomach.

"This bitch really doesn't care about spending her own money. Arthur's hard-earned money was squandered by her like this..."

"Search everything carefully! Once the accounts are checked, I will make this bitch spit out every penny!"

She picked up another bowl of Crème Brûlée from the table, ordered the bodyguard to pry open my mouth, and forced me to drink it.