Chapter 15
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Out Of The Shadows: Tildaโ€™s Brilliant Second Life

Chapter 15 Do You Even Deserve to Call Me โ€˜Broโ€˜?

At first, Howard thought his eyes were playing tricks on him.

Whatโ€™s Tilda doing here?

Heโ€™d never really met her before. Out of the seven Jenson brothers, only a few had actually seen her in person. Howard only knew from the news that their little sister, who had been missing for 19 years, had finally been found. Back then, he was stuck in brutal training and couldnโ€™t come home. His family just sent him a few photos to keep him calm.

It wasnโ€™t that Howard didnโ€™t want to meet the sister whoโ€™d been gone almost two decades. He just had his own responsibilitiesโ€“and he worried Kyla might get hurt if she learned the truth too soon. Only yesterday, after finishing his work and getting a short break, Howard flew straight to the Jenson Villa.

That was when he heard the news about Tilda cutting ties with the family, the online drama, and all the misunderstandings. Howard didnโ€™t feel guilty like Russell and the othersโ€“he hadnโ€™t been part of that mess. But seeing Kyla take all the blame, shut herself in her room, refusing to eat, and crying until her eyes were swollenโ€“it hit him hard.

After a lot of coaxing, he finally got Kyla to eat and took her out. He even planned to buy her a Porsche to cheer her up.

Tilda quietly looked away.

Then Una grabbed her hand. โ€œTilda, are you okay?โ€ Una scanned her face with worried eyes.

Almost without thinking, her gaze slid toward Howard and Kyla. She didnโ€™t know Howard, but sheโ€™d heard about Kyla. Seeing Kyla being comforted by a guy about her age, she guessed he had to be one of Tildaโ€™s brothers. No matter how well Tilda hid it, Una still caught the faint sadness in her eyes.

โ€œIโ€™m fine. Letโ€™s go for a drive.โ€ Tilda smiled to reassure her and squeezed her hand.

Watching Howard spoil Kyla like that didnโ€™t stir anything in Tilda anymore. Not even the smallest ache. Sheโ€™d seen all this beforeโ€“in her last life.

This time, she wasnโ€™t going to let the Jensons steal her happiness.

โ€œTilda?โ€ Kyla had spotted her too. Her voice carried a hint of surprise.

Whatโ€™s she doing here? This is a Porsche dealership! No way sheโ€™s here to buy a car.

After cutting ties with the Jensons, thereโ€™s no way she can afford something like this.

Howardโ€™s mood darkened on the spot. So it really is herโ€ฆ He understood why she broke ties. Honestly, Russell and the others were at fault. But from his point of view, anything that upset Kyla would drive the Jensons crazy. Still, he thought Tilda was being petty.

Canโ€™t she try to see things from our side? How could she just cut ties like that?

With his fiery temper, Howard wasnโ€™t about to let that slide.

Tilda had no interest in Kyla or Howard. She hated everything about the Jensons now. Even breathing the same air as them made her uneasy.

โ€œLetโ€™s go, Una.โ€

โ€œOkay.โ€

If this had been yesterday, Una might have told Tilda to at least say hello. They were still blood, after all. And Una knew how much Tilda wanted a family. Cutting ties had broken her heart.

But after Wadeโ€™s behavior yesterday, Una knew having family like that hurt more than having none at all. Sheโ€™d stand by Tildaโ€™s decision, no questions asked.

โ€œTilda โ€ฆโ€ Kyla sniffled, her eyes red, tears pooling again.

Seeing that, Howard snapped. He strode right up to Tilda.

โ€œTilda! Why wonโ€™t you even answer when Kyla calls you?!โ€ His voice was low but fierceโ€“like a wild beast growling in the dark, ready to attack. Everyone nearby shivered. Howardโ€™s presence was crushing, intimidating the people standing close.

But Tildaโ€™s expression didnโ€™t change. Her deep eyes stayed cold, showing nothing.

Suddenly, Howard felt a chill crawl up his spine, spreading through him like fire. He hadnโ€™t felt that in years. Not in fights, not in the ring, not even after countless injuries. And now, it came from his own sisterโ€“someone so distant and indifferent.

โ€œHoward, is there a law saying I have to answer just because someone calls me?โ€ Tilda almost laughed. She laughed at how obvious his favoritism was, at how clueless he seemed.

Look at himโ€“threatening me for Kylaโ€™s sake. Is this how you treat a sister you lost for 19 years, finally found again?

Who could believe the Jensons ignored the real daughter for almost two decades, spoiled the adopted one, and now threatened the true heiress instead?

This was their first meeting in this life. But Tilda had already lived through Howardโ€™s anger and violence countless times, always over Kyla. She carried wounds so deep theyโ€™d almost crushed her. But Howard had never cared. For him, Kyla was precious. Tilda was just someone to dump his temper onโ€“because she wanted a family too much to fight back.

Howardโ€™s chest tightened.

Have I just seen pure hatred in her eyes?

That hatred hit him like a spear. But in the next blink, her gaze was calm again.

Maybe I imagined it.

โ€œWhat did you just call me?โ€ Howardโ€™s jaw tightened.

โ€œI called you Howard. What, never heard that before? Iโ€™ve cut ties with the Jensons. Weโ€™re done."

โ€œYou think Iโ€™d call you โ€˜Broโ€˜?โ€

โ€œGet lost! Tilda, you donโ€™t even deserve to call me โ€˜Broโ€˜! Only Kyla can call me that. Hearing it from you makes me sick!โ€


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