Chapter 213
“Sienna, was Wayne the one who dropped you off?” Winifred greeted Sienna at the door.
Winifred thought, ‘Sienna is so beautiful, amazing, and strong. Not just anyone deserves her. As her family, I have to stay on high alert around any guy who gets close to her. If any of them aren’t good enough, I’ll kick them out and make sure they never come back.’
“Yeah, how was school today?” Sienna asked, ruffling Winifred’s hair.
Winifred hugged Sienna’s arm. “It was okay. Sienna, do you know about Iris?”
“Yeah, why bring her up? Did she mess with you?” Sienna asked.
“No, no one dares mess with me. I was just curious,” Winifred replied.
“If anything happens, you can always tell me. By the way, where’s Amber? Isn’t she back yet?” Sienna asked. It’s already this late, and she should be home by now.
“I don’t know,” Winifred replied.
“I’ll go look for her,” Sienna said, heading for the door. Winifred quickly grabbed her hand. “Sienna, she’s not a little kid. She’ll come back on her own. Come with me first, I want to show you something.”
She practically dragged Sienna inside, her face glowing with excitement. She had prepared a special gift for her—a painting she made herself. After secretly noticing that Sienna liked dark-themed flowers, she went out of her way to paint a black rose just for her. She knew Sienna would love it.
Winifred, full of joy, led Sienna to the huge cardboard box in the living room. She had only just finished the painting, and the paint was still wet, so she had to hide it under the big box.
Sienna stared at the giant box, her curiosity and excitement growing.
Winifred ripped off the ribbon with a flourish—only for the box to burst open and reveal not her painting, but Amber popping out instead.
Winifred’s eyes went wide. For a few seconds, she could only stare. Then she exploded. “Oh my god, Amber! Are you insane? What’s wrong with you? Why are you there? Who told you to do that? Where’s my painting!”
Amber snorted, totally ignoring Winifred, and threw herself straight at Sienna.
“Sis, look! I got third place in the grade-wide exam!” Amber said excitedly.
Sienna opened her arms and hugged her. “That’s amazing! You’ve improved so much.” After glancing over the report card, she asked, “So, where’s the gift Winifred made for me?”
Amber puffed out her cheeks, clearly a bit annoyed. She shot Winifred a look and jabbed her finger toward the corner. “It’s over there.”
Winifred’s anger boiled over. Her surprise—her heartfelt effort—was ruined by this idiot. Now her painting lay dumped in the corner, collecting dust. Unforgivable!
“Amber, where did you get the guts to pull something like this?” Winifred roared, storming toward her. She pinched Amber’s cheeks with vengeance.
“Ow! That hurt! Let go of me!” Amber whimpered, tears welling up in her eyes.
“Winifred, let go of your sister,” Sienna said.
Ignoring Amber was just too much. The only reason she hadn’t…
“Amber, apologize to Winifred. You were in the wrong here,” Sienna said firmly.
Amber pouted, tears rolling down like pearls on a string. The hot drops landed on Winifred’s fingers, making her yank her hand back like she’d been shocked.
“I’m sorry,” Amber whimpered, sniffling. 'Winifred hogs all of Sienna’s attention these days. Sienna even gets to sleep with her at night… and me? I’m left alone hugging my pillow,' Amber thought miserably.
Winifred crossed her arms, scowling. “Why are you crying? You’re the one who messed up! You go through my stuff without permission and still have the nerve to cry?”
Amber immediately perked up, ready to fire back at her.
“You’re the one with no manners! You came to my school on that crappy motorcycle, yelling my name at the gate. Do you have any idea how embarrassing that was? You’re such a public menace!”