"Should we ask Mrs. Collins to send over a picture, just to be sure?" Steward suggested just in case.
There had been something about the girl that reminded him of Sean—perhaps it was a certain swagger, or a touch of arrogance.
Seeing her face tonight only reinforced his hunch—"She's got to be Sean's sister."
A picture?
When Sean's sister chome, Louisa had called Sean to let him know. She mentioned that his sister was back, but as for what
she looked like or what her character was like, well, he'd have to see for himself.
But Sean, tied up with one thing or another, and true to his character, hadn't made the trip back home.
Now, he pulled out his phone and shot off messages to Hans, Chase, Clark, and David, asking them the squestion: What does
sis look like?
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Replies soon popped up on his screen.
Hans: [Don't even know where to start.]
His sister was stunning—a natural beauty with a grace that made her stand out in the simplest of ways. From her eyes, nose to her
lips, she was flawlessness incarnate, and her demeanor and style were something you could talk about for days without
exaggeration.
Chase: [It's complicated.]
It was tough to sum up her beauty in a few words. She had the ethereal glow of moonlight, the delicate allure of a blossoming
flower, and the pristine clarity of a mountain spring. Just one glimpse of her in a crowd was enough to take your breath away.
Clark: [It's hard to put into words; you'd know if you see her.]
Her beauty was the kind that would astonish anyone, the sort that needed to be witnessed firsthand to be truly felt. No words
could capture even a fraction of her charm.
David: [Why the sudden interest in our sister? Been away for so long and now you've grown a conscience?]
David had deliberately left Sean out of the sibling group chat. He'd hoped it would pique Sean's curiosity, making him want to
cback and see his sister for himself. Of course, David had his own ulterior motives, thinking it was better to have one less
competitor for his sister's affection.
Seeing the lukewarm reviews, Sean figured she must be quite unattractive, not someone to show off.
Reading David's sour grapes of a message, Sean replied, [Ran into someone today who sort of looked like her, pretty annoying.
Lucky for me, she's not my actual sis.]
David shot back quickly, [That's definitely not our little darling then. She's adored by all who meet her, a real heart-breaker.
Whoever you saw must be someone else.]
If she wasn't his real sister, that made things easier.
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"Keep looking; we need to find out where she is," Sean ordered.
"Yes." Steward perked up, thinking that if the young girl wasn't Sean's sister, then he could proceed without worry.
"But who's this person that's got you so riled up? A girl? I'm quite intrigued to know who could get under Sean's skin."
Ignoring David's nosiness, Sean went back to sipping his red wine.
Meanwhile, Ophelia was having a blast with Arabella, eating and drinking merrily when her phone rang. It was those friends again.
"They were asking about you again, intending to take you out for a meal to express their gratitude properly. I'll make arrangement
to gather them all together to really show you their appreciation. Securing the Kowloon Bay track tonight was huge, and you
played a major part in it!"
"Aren't you already hosting?" Arabella smiled lightly, gesturing towards the lavish spread before them, "I'm going to burst if | eat
any more."