'This feels like I'll offend someone no matter who I pick.'
'Can I just not team up with either of them?'
"Anya, you'd better think this through. I'm your fourth brother, you know," Sean Reginald said somberly.
"Anya, you know your fourth brother has a big mouth and is always rubbing people the wrong way. When the game starts, if he offends too many people, he'll definitely drag you down with him. Besides, he just pissed off your older brother. You're better off staying away from him," Maurice Ashworth said in a slow, deliberate tone.
This veiled jab was so sharp it nearly shattered Sean Reginald's fragile heart.
Hearing this, Anya Reginald made up her mind instantly. "Maurice, I'll be on your team, then."
At her words, Maurice Ashworth smiled in satisfaction, shooting Sean Reginald a smug look.
"Anya Reginald, you're heartless!" Sean Reginald was so furious he could have spat blood.
'Is she even my real sister?'
