Dear Brother You Picked the Wrong Sister to Betray novel Chapter 65

Chapter 4

After hesitating a moment, I finally clicked on the video.

You could tell it was security footage from our conference room.

Three people total in the room:

Damon, Sage, and the HR director.

Even though the surveillance video had no audio, I recognized the paper in Damon’s hand.

It was the resignation form I’d submitted that afternoon.

At the start of the video, the male HR director looked terrified, like he was about to cry, bowing repeatedly while explaining something.

But Damon just kept staring down at the resignation letter, not even glancing at him.

After three minutes and forty seconds, Damon casually waved his hand without changing position. The HR director looked relieved as he bowed and left.

Sage, who’d been standing behind him looking pissed this whole time, forced a sweet smile.

She was about to put her hand on Damon’s shoulder when he suddenly swept his arm across the table, sending his scalding coffee flying. She jumped back several steps, startled.

Coffee splashed on his face and clothes, but he didn’t seem to care. He stood up looking totally unbothered, pacing back and forth with this weird almost–smile.

Then his phone seemed to get a message. He stopped pacing immediately, looking almost excited as he grabbed it to check.

The message must’ve been long.

Otherwise he wouldn’t have stood there motionless for several minutes.

Watching his expression go cold as he lowered his phone, Sage wrapped her arms around his waist from behind.

She was about to say something when Damon suddenly hurled his phone at the big electronic screen in the center of the conference room. The

violent outburst scared her so much she twisted her ankle and fell.

The screen exploded in sparks and shattered into pieces.

Sage was crying, looking absolutely terrified.

Damon turned toward…

The video cut off there.

I didn’t need to see the rest to know Damon would help Sage up.

Then he’d apologize gently, feeling guilty and spoiling her even more.

I exited the video and sent my colleague a goodbye message.

Even though we couldn’t work together anymore, I still hoped she’d keep climbing the ladder and crushing it.

On my fourth day home, with Mom and Dad taking such good care of me, I was glowing enough to meet up with my two high school best friends.

They kept pestering me about which spa I’d gotten work done at.

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Dear Brother You Dicked the Wrong Sister to Betray

Chapter 4

After joking around for a while, my phone rang.

Unknown number.

I’d only had this new number for two days, so it was probably just some annoying telemarketer. I didn’t think twice about declining the call.

That evening, not long after getting home, our doorbell rang.

I’d ordered bubble tea for delivery, so without thinking I opened the door:

“That was really fas-”

Seeing Damon standing outside, the smile vanished from my face instantly.

I had no idea how he’d tracked down my parents‘ address.

I only knew I never wanted to see him again.

Realizing I was about to slam the door, Damon’s eyes went dark. Without hesitation, he risked getting his fingers crushed and shoved his hand into the door frame.

His voice was hoarse: “Reyna, why won’t you answer my calls?”

My mind was racing, but it didn’t affect my ability to speak clearly.

Damon heard me say, word by word: “We’re broken up. Leave. Now.”

Hearing the word “broken up,” Damon acted like he’d heard the funniest joke ever, laughing coldly as he gripped the door even tighter:

“Broken up? When did we break up? This is news to me!”

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