Chapter 0495
Hearing Suzy call him “Brother” made Simon Frost’s body tremble involuntarily.
He hadn’t expected that after so many years, Suzy could still recognize him.
How could she not?
He was her eldest brother. It didn’t matter if twenty years, thirty years, or even forty years had passed–she would always know him. Just like that night at Evangeline’s estate, she had recognized him at a glance.
“Brother…” Suzy’s eyes glistened with tears as she called out again. “If you’re still alive, why didn’t you ever come looking for me? And now that you’re here, why are you hiding from me?”
Simon pressed his lips together tightly. “You’ve got the wrong person. I’m not your brother…”
“If you’re not my brother, then why are you trying to convince me to leave?” Suzy interrupted sharply.
“Because someone sent me,” he replied, avoiding her gaze.
“Who?” Suzy pressed further. “Tell me, who sent you to risk your life to come here in the middle of the night just to warn me?”
“I can’t tell you. It’s part of my professional code.”
Suzy let out a soft laugh. “Don’t you think this whole conversation is a bit odd? Why don’t I
help you up first, and then we can sit down and have a proper talk?”
“There’s no need. I have nothing to discuss with you,” Simon said flatly, his face unreadable. “I need to go back and report. This is where we part ways.”
“Report what? You didn’t even accomplish your task. How are you going to explain that?” Suzy smirked. “Don’t worry, I’ll treat you to a drink!”
Before Simon could resist, Suzy pulled him up with surprising strength. “Let’s go,
Brother!
“…I already told you, I’m not your brother. Stop calling me that!” Simon snapped, his brows furrowed deeply.
“I know, I know. Even if you’re not my You look older than me, so instead Little Brother‘ instead?” Suzy leaned in closer, grinning mischievously. “If that’s what you
rother, I still need to call you something, don’t I? I calling you ‘Brother‘, do you prefer me to call you‘
prefer, I don’t mind.”
Simon was speechless.
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Despite the years that had passed, Simon couldn’t help but notice that his little sister was just as cheeky and playful as she had been when they were kids.
Simon looked at Suzy, and his mind drifted back to their childhood.
Back then, she was the heart of the family, always bringing laughter and joy to everyone, especially their grandparents, who doted on her endlessly.
The memories tugged painfully at Simon’s chest. He couldn’t stop himself from thinking about everything she had endured over the years. The thought of it filled him with regret and a deep sense of inadequacy.
If only he had regained his memory earlier, she wouldn’t have had to face everything alone.
Suzy noticed the complicated emotions flashing across Simon’s face. It was clear to her that he carried many secrets, ones he wasn’t ready to share. Otherwise, why would he refuse to acknowledge her as his sister?
What had he been through in those twenty long years to make him so cautious and guarded now?
Determined, Suzy dragged Simon to her room and ordered some drinks to be sent up. Pouring him a glass, she slid it across the table. ‘For you, Brother.”
“I’m not drinking,” Simon refused, making no move to take the glass.
“What’s wrong? Afraid I poisoned it?” Suzy teased, raising her own glass and downing it in one swift motion.
“Slow down…” Simon blurted instinctively, only to cut himself off when he realized how revealing his concern sounded.
Suzy arched an eyebrow at him, smirking as she swapped his glass for a fresh one and poured him another drink. “There. Now can you drink it?”
and “I don’t drink,” Simon said, his tone firm. He couldn’t risk loosening his tongue letting something slip. Besides, Suzy was too clever, and he had to be just as cautious. “A grown man who doesn’t drink? Come on, no one’s going to believe that.” Suzy raised the glass to his lips with a sly grin. “I already drank mine. What are you so afraid of?”
