In just a few words, she came up with a plan for the aftermath.
Summer Spencer was slightly taken aback. Spring Spencer was actually helping her!
Surprisingly, she wasn't kicking her while she was down?
She couldn't quite believe it and looked at the gilded, antique-style landline phone in her hand, asking, "…Are you really my sister? After I turned five, I don't remember you ever speaking a good word for me."
Spring Spencer sneered, "You think I enjoy helping you? But the trouble you've caused this time is too big. If we're not careful, our whole family could be doomed. — Even if I don't like you, I have to look at the bigger picture."
This time, Summer Spencer was truly impressed by her sister, "Sis, I've been competing with you since we were kids, and I always thought my IQ wasn't much lower than yours. But now I understand why Dad values you more. Your emotional intelligence is higher, and you're more broad-minded."
