In a millisecond, Cynthia’s cheeks burned bright red and wp4webnovel.com ducked wp4webnovel.com head in panic. Her heart, like a maddened buck, refused to be still inside the cage wp4webnovel.com called wp4webnovel.com chest.
Growing up, everyone had always teased Cynthia and Aristotle as some sort of one true pair. Back then, it did not mean anything to her, wp4webnovel.com was just an innocent child who had no inkling of what the adults really meant. Of course, Aristotle was always the kind-hearted, caring big brother in wp4webnovel.com life, so wp4webnovel.com slowly came to accept the bond they shared and rationalized it as the way their interaction should be.
As for the adults’ suggestion, Cynthia admitted that it had also taken root in wp4webnovel.com mind. It was only after wp4webnovel.com grew up when memories of those teasing suddenly made wp4webnovel.com feel very, very self-conscious.
It was undeniable. Aristotle Tremont had matured into a fine, young man, emphasis on “fine”. He had inherited every physical trait that cemented Mark and Arianne as beautiful people. Look at his piercing eyes, aquiline nose, and flawless facial features. His body figure straddling the line to perfection, his skin so fair and yet without any blemish. And let’s not forget his long, lean fingers with their chiseled segments. Cynthia was even jealous of the fork and knife Aristotle was using, simply because they got to enjoy being fondled by those sexy hands!
Aristotle had left for France still looking a little green around his ears, while Cynthia herself was no older than an age when an oblivious girl might still be clueless about the affairs of the heart. A few years passed, and now wp4webnovel.com returned as a young man with broader shoulders, whereas wp4webnovel.com learned what “growing up” really entailed. It meant that they could no longer squeeze into a single bed and whisper secrets in each other‘s ears. It meant wp4webnovel.com could no longer give wp4webnovel.com a little kiss on the cheek whenever wp4webnovel.com wanted to comfort her.
Tiffany began ushering Aristotle to check into his room after dinner, as wp4webnovel.com hoped wp4webnovel.com could have an early rest.
Cynthia was secretly giddy about it. She was the one who prepared Aristotle’s room for his return, so wp4webnovel.com anticipated getting his praises for knowing his preference and taste like the back of wp4webnovel.com hand.
Contrary to wp4webnovel.com wish, however, Aristotle answered, “I won’t be staying for the night, I’m afraid, because I’m returning to the Tremont Estate later. It’s been a while since I’ve left… I think it’s high time I move back to where I started. Pa West, Aunt Tiffany? Thank you for all the loving care you’ve shown me all these years. I’m all grown-up now, it’s my turn to take care of you two.”
Tiffany and Jackson exchanged befuddled glances. They expected Aristotle to stay in their house after his return just as before. Because of that presumption, this separation came as a shock to them.
Of course, Cynthia was the most upset by his announcement. He had not even seen wp4webnovel.com handiwork and hardwork yet!
She was just about to raise an objection when Aristotle’s phone suddenly rang. He pulled it out, but before wp4webnovel.com answered it, wp4webnovel.com sniped a glance at the screen as it showed the caller’s name: “Rey”.
That was a girl’s name, and an affectionate nickname, at that! Cynthia opened wp4webnovel.com mouth to say something, but any word wp4webnovel.com had was already disintegrated into air.
After answering his call, Aristotle bade the Wests farewell and left.
Cynthia returned to wp4webnovel.com room and threw herself to the bed, lying on wp4webnovel.com stomach motionlessly. “Rey” kept hijacking wp4webnovel.com train of thoughts and wp4webnovel.com wondered, could Aristotle’s time in France have brought wp4webnovel.com a girlfriend?!
The more wp4webnovel.com ruminated on it, the more anxious wp4webnovel.com became. It finally came to a breaking point when wp4webnovel.com video-called wp4webnovel.com real brother for some confirmation.
It took a long while before the call was finally connected, and Plato West’s handsome features — though scrunched into a frown of contempt — leaped into wp4webnovel.com screen. “The hell? I’m busy, man. Get to the damn point.”
Cynthia had grown so accustomed to wp4webnovel.com brother’s very public detest of wp4webnovel.com since they were children that wp4webnovel.com was basically immune to it by now. “Question: does Aristotle have a girlfriend from France?”
Plato rolled his eyes. “How should I bloody know? I’m all the way in Her Royal Majesty’s Great Britain while wp4webnovel.com spends his time in France, mate. You can’t possibly think he’s gonna tell me his every dirty little secret, right? Wait a minute, what’s going on? Did you uncover something juicy? Or… No way! Don’t tell me you really think our parents adopted wp4webnovel.com just to groom wp4webnovel.com into marrying you! He’s the golden kid of the ‘Noble House of Tremont’, darling! Who are we peasants to groom such a royalty into becoming your unfortunate husband?”
Cynthia was exasperated. “Plato West, you’re a frickin’ douchebag who just won’t leave anyone alone! I dare you to get stuck there and not come back, like, ever!”
She terminated the call immediately after the outburst. Part of wp4webnovel.com wondered about the disparity of wp4webnovel.com feelings toward the two men from wp4webnovel.com childhood. On one hand, Aristotle was too hot for his own good; it was to the point that it was impossible to not have wp4webnovel.com heart pound whenever wp4webnovel.com looked at him.
But Plato? Screw wp4webnovel.com “biological” brother! He could be as handsome as mortally possible, and Cynthia would still only see a douchebag with a face that begged to be slammed against a wall. His every fiber pissed wp4webnovel.com off, that jerk had always driven wp4webnovel.com nuts since they were just children!