Chapter 121

Sienna had indeed intentionally cultivated a close relationship with her brothers since childhood, making them accustomed to pampering and doting on her. She viewed them as her possessions. However, hearing Leon say such things, she found it unbearable.

Crying, she exclaimed, “I haven’t, Leon. Don’t listen to what those people outside say. We’re siblings!”

Leon suddenly laughed out loud. “Siblings? If you know we are siblings, then why are you always trying to hug me? Which sister goes out and clings to her brother every day? Unless she’s got feelings for him.” Frank’s words that day had fully awakened him to the nature of his relationship with Sienna.

Sienna could hardly believe it. “Leon, how can you insult me like this? Hugging and cuddling, isn’t it because we’ve always done this since we were me this way?”

“I just rely on and feel close to you all. How can you see me—”

Leon was already irritated due to persistent pain in his chest and abdomen. After everything that had happened, he had lost patience with his once-pampered sister. He said, “Sienna, don’t take me for a fool. Reece and Frank can see that you’re acting abnormally. Do you think they are stupid! If you want to sleep with me, I wouldn’t mind. After all, we aren’t biological siblings.”

He raised a hand and pinched Sienna’s face. “Look at you. The moment you enter my room, you can’t help but want to hug me. Isn’t that a sign you miss me? So, why pretend otherwise?”

He sighed and said, “But I’m not in the mood for that right now. Let’s talk about it later. If you want it later, just say so directly. No need to be so indirect. I wouldn’t mind if you want to change from being my foster sister to my girlfriend.”

To Leon, it made no difference whether Sienna was a sister or a girlfriend. Unlike Reece and Frank, he didn’t get caught up in boring romantic entanglements. He added with a knowing look, “But you’d have to be as good and gentle as before.”

Sienna never expected that Leon had this side, showing her no respect and seeing her as the kind of woman who would sleep with him. Crying out, she said, “Leon, you’re going too far. I’m not that kind of woman. I don’t want to talk to you anymore.” With that, she pushed Leon away with all her might and ran off in tears.

Leon’s expression twisted slightly, feeling a sharp pain in his chest from the shove. “She’s so dramatic.” In the past, he found it amusing when Sienna cried and relied on him, but now it was just a nuisance. If Sienna continued to throw such little tantrums, he would even reconsider the idea of having her as a girlfriend. He didn’t chase after her to comfort her like before but simply closed the door to his room.

Leon could guess she probably ran off to cry to one of their brothers or directly to Ollie. He couldn’t be bothered and wouldn’t remind the others. If he had to bear the burden of being used by Sienna and being scolded by Phoebe, he wouldn’t be the only one suffering. Everyone could share in…

As for accepting his foster sister’s advances, he wasn’t joking. He genuinely believed he would gladly oblige if Sienna decided to do so. He had no sense of shame in that regard. Leon also wouldn’t go to Carter to revise the script. He couldn’t afford to lose face like that.

At that moment, his phone rang. Seeing it was Frank calling, he answered with a sarcastic tone. “Didn’t we agree not to contact each other anymore?”

Chapter 121

Frank’s cold voice came through the line. “I just wanted to ask if the places you got hit still hurt.” He had been in pain all night, and just a while ago, Edith had come to him, crying about how her face felt like it was burning. This time, he believed her, which gave rise to his suspicions, prompting him to call Leon.

Leon paused for a moment. “Your injuries still hurt too?”

He countered, “Did you go for a check-up but find nothing wrong, yet it still hurts so much that you can’t even sleep at night?”

Frank fell silent for a moment. “Yes, exactly the same.”

He continued, “Phoebe probably had messed with us.” Brenda wouldn’t know how to do such things.

Leon replied, “I guessed much.”

Frank threw the responsibility back at him. “Then it’s up to you. You go ask Phoebe what it takes to relieve our pain.”

Leon protested, “Why is it me? Why don’t you go ask Brenda?”

Frank replied, “Phoebe is your sister, not mine. Brenda wouldn’t know either, so it would be pointless to ask her. I believe you can resolve this. You wouldn’t want to keep feeling this way, would you! I’ll wait for your good news.” With that, Frank hung up.

After Frank hung up on him, Leon was fuming. He cursed at Frank silently. However, he also couldn’t take the pain anymore. He had to borrow another servant’s phone to call Phoebe.

Phoebe answered, “Hello!”

The moment the call connected, Leon hit the recording button. This was Phoebe’s favorite trick. Now it was his turn. He asked bluntly, “Phoebe, what exactly do you want? We’ve been in pain from your heating all night. What will it take for you to help us relieve it?”

He added deliberately, “Frank said if you have any conditions, just name them. We’ll meet your demands.”

Phoebe could tell this wasn’t Leon’s usual style when he called. She quickly guessed he was recording the call. She replied, “Did you dial the wrong number? When did I hit you? If you’re having issues, go see a doctor. Don’t try to scam me. I suggest you all see a psychiatrist.” Then she hung up without hesitation.

Regardless of whether Leon had recorded anything, she wouldn’t admit to hitting them or meddling on the phone. She wasn’t foolish enough to hand over any incriminating evidence.

Leon couldn’t help but smash his phone in frustration. “Phoebe, you’re something else.” Once again, he was outsmarted by his sister, who even insinuated they were mentally unstable. He then picked up his own phone and called Frank.

He said, “Phoebe said you should consider seeing a psychiatrist.”

Frank’s face darkened. “She was talking about you. I think you haven’t been quite right lately. Maybe you should get checked out!”

“If positive thinking helps and stops the pain, send me a message.”

Leon replied, “You think I’m going to tell you anything! Forget it.” This time, he hung up first, seething at Frank.

After venting his anger, he noticed his chest hurt even more. Going back to lie on his bed, he started to think that Frank might have a point. So he made an appointment with a psychologist, hoping the professional could provide some mental relief. If that didn’t work, he would have to ask his father to consult the horoscope expert the Jenkins Group employed.