The man’s deep eyes were heated and intense, his lips curling into a more pronounced smile, his sexy, husky voice tinged with a teasing undertone.
"Alright, big brother will satisfy you, Claire."
Claire Green: "..."
You old rogue, who’s satisfying who, really.
Seeing him take a step forward, a lazy tone slipped out.
"No need to trouble you, big brother."
Watching the figure disappear on the balcony, Julian Sia’s Adam’s apple shifted slightly, and a pleased chuckle spilled out.
He could only wonder how Claire was cursing him in her heart.
Soon.
Claire Green lazily strolled over, and as soon as she stopped, a sparkler was thrust into her hand.
She glanced down at the slender item in her hand, raised an eyebrow slightly, and lazily spit out two words, "Childish."
Does she look like soone who plays with these things?
"A fairy wand suits a fairy perfectly," Isabella Xyler grinned, shaking the one in her hand, "It’s not childish at all."
At the end.
She began urging, "Olivia, hurry up and light it."
Claire Green lazily lifted her eyelids, looked into her expectant apricot eyes, and instinctively curled her lips before flicking the lighter to ignite it.
Instantly, little sparks emitted from her hand, small yet dazzling.
"You and Julian play with these then."
Then her left hand was stuffed with another handful, and Isabella gave her a bright smile before running off with light steps.
Holding onto the items, Claire Green felt the urge for the first ti to hold her forehead, her peripheral vision suddenly catching sight of a man watching with an amused look, a casual air about him.
Her gaze rippled quietly, and suddenly a mischievous smile curled up on her lips. Nonchalantly, she handed over the sparkler that hadn’t burned out yet.
"Since big brother wants to play so much, here you go, no need to thank ."
Julian Sia lazily glanced at her and, with an amused smile, took it.
The two stood together, each holding a burning sparkler in hand. Although neither of them spoke, it sohow left everyone else feeling like they were feeding on dog food.
Mason Quinn joked, "Can’t believe they’re even making us suffer during the New Year, absolutely heartless."
Upon hearing this.
The two exchanged a glance, eyes full of laughter.
This scene was yet another blow to Mason Quinn.
I shouldn’t be on the ground, I should be six feet under.
George Xyler couldn’t watch and nudged him with his foot, "Go play with Bella and the others."
When did this guy beco so oblivious? Usually being a third wheel was one thing, but now going up to Julian and the others was just asking for trouble.
...
"Little devil, you snatched my fireworks again."
"Sister Bella, don’t you know to respect the old and love the young? Anyway, your guy has so, so take his."
"I want my own, hurry up and give them back." Isabella said as she reached out to grab them, but he dodged away.
Benjamin Green made a playful face, speaking impishly, "Well, you’re out of luck, such a pity."
On the balcony, Claire Green leaned on her hand, watching with interest as the group not far below her laughed and set off fireworks, her upturned lips never faltering.
If word got out, no one would believe that soone born in a wealthy family actually liked playing with these things.
"Aren’t you going to join them in so fun?"
Julian Sia’s distinct hand gently stroked the girl’s head, his voice low and sexy.
"No."
So things are best enjoyed for a short while; getting too caught up isn’t a good thing.
Turning to the man beside her, recalling what Isabella had said that day, a sudden impulse surged in Claire Green’s heart, wanting to reveal everything about her past.
"Big brother, want to hear a story?"
Her lips parted gently, her voice so light it was swept away by the wind.
Even so, the man heard her, his voice lowered, "If Olivia wants to tell, I’ll listen."
Upon hearing this.
Claire Green chuckled softly, turning her head to look at the fireworks as if lost in thought.
Just when Julian thought she wasn’t ready, what she said next made his eyes darken.
"Have you ever heard of reincarnation?"
After a mont.
The man remained silent, and when Claire Green looked over, she could only see her own reflection in his pupils, suddenly feeling herself relax completely.
"I’m not from this world, in the sense that I’m just an external spirit..."
Just as she was about to finish, a slender finger pressed against her lips, followed by the man’s deep words.
"Don’t say more, I understand."
Back when Charles Jordan found the information, he had sensed sothing. At the ti, he assud Olivia’s changes were due to the last blood draw, but now it all beca clear under the explanation of an exchanged soul.
However, if Olivia were from another world, would revealing it now harm herself or bring about unknown consequences?
It would be best if she kept the secret to herself.
As if understanding the man’s thoughts, a smile tinged Claire Green’s eyes. She gently moved his hand away, speaking unhurriedly, "No harm will co, I just want big brother to know who I truly am."
Unable to stop her.
In the following ti, the man listened quietly to her recount her past, experiencing her story as if from a spectator’s point of view.
Until she ntioned how the Green Estate sent her for experints, his eyes shone with cold light, his hand suddenly clenched tight.
No wonder Olivia was so against the Green Estate.
Listening to her recount how they extracted specins from her in the lab, how she was beaten and tortured, killing intent began to enshroud the man, a piercing pain surging in his heart.
"Olivia, don’t say more."
Julian Sia’s eyes were full of heartache; reopening past wounds must be extrely painful for her.
But Claire Green rely paused for a mont before continuing, "I personally blew all those people to pieces; not a single person in the Green Estate survived, just like the person at the Tulip Estate also t their end at my hands."
She looked at her own fair hands, her voice slightly trembling, "Big brother, are you still willing to have soone like whose hands are stained with blood?"
The response she received was silence.
A storm gathered in Claire Green’s eyes as dark thoughts sprouted in her heart.
Should she first destroy the Sia Manor and confine him, or destroy him first and find a deserted place to keep him?
Just as she was about to speak, her head was lifted.
The next second.
The man’s magnified face appeared in front of her.
His fiery, caring gaze fell on her as cold lips planted ticulous, tender kisses on her face.
Finally landing on her lips, testing touches road, exploring and lingering as if patiently awaiting her response.
The fresh scent of pine enveloped her, an unusual tingling sensation instantly spreading through her body.
Unexpectedly, he acted this way, Claire Green’s eyes were filled with surprise, her lips slightly parted, giving the man the opportunity.
A cool tongue slipped into her mouth, greedily capturing her breath, forcefully exploring every corner.
After a while.
He pressed his forehead against hers, his gaze heated and intense, "That’s my answer, Olivia, are you satisfied?"
To him, whether she was bloodstained or in the depths of darkness, she was the person he wanted to hold dear.
His feelings for her were not about appearance, but simply because she was her.
Claire Green paused for a few seconds before grinning, "Big brother never misses a chance to take advantage."
Julian Sia chuckled at that, pinching her cheek lightly, his voice lazily, "Just to make Olivia feel at ease, I have to sacrifice a bit."
"Oh, what a grievance for big brother," Claire Green raised an eyebrow, her smile not reaching her eyes, "such a big sacrifice for you."
"It’s fine, because it’s Olivia."
"..."
Damn, can’t beat him in smooth talk.
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