CHAPTER 67: CHAPTER 67: SHE WON’T SUFFER!

Maeve’s hand suddenly felt empty, her brows furrowed lightly, "What’s wrong?"

"No... nothing." Sylvia’s nails dug hard into her flesh, but she gave a coquettish smile, "Sister, please don’t pat my head, it won’t grow tall. Look how much shorter I am compared to you now."

"It’s because you don’t eat." Maeve didn’t mind the little episode; it’s normal for kids to throw tantrums, "So young and you’re already dieting."

You think everyone is like you, eating without getting fat!

Even though they grew up together, Maeve could eat anything and not gain weight, all her food went into her height.

She was 1.68 meters tall in high school, and now she’s at least 1.7 meters!

Whereas she, since puberty, started putting on weight! Her height stopped growing, and even a sip of water made her gain weight. Born from the same mother, how is it that even genes favor Maeve?!

"Sister, stop talking, Julian Fairchild just deleted me." Sylvia’s sadness was real, her dislike for Maeve was real, but needing to rely on Maeve was also very real!

From that fleeting glance today, she was sure Julian Fairchild was her destined one!

Originally, she wanted to replace Maeve and marry into the Fairchild Family, but now she detested the Fairchild Family!

Maeve can marry in, she won’t suffer there!

After all, the Lane Family isn’t short of money, how could they treat her poorly?!

Even if she doesn’t work, she could live a comfortable life!

But if she married into the Fairchild Family, who knows how much disdain she would face? Despite the Lane Family’s wealth elsewhere, in front of the Fairchild Family, it’s like an ant shaking a tree, hardly significant.

Let Maeve bear this suffering!

Maeve wasn’t surprised that Julian Fairchild deleted Sylvia, so she said calmly, "He’s deleted me before too, it’s normal."

Sylvia bit her lip, seeing Maeve had no intention to continue, she pressed on, "But I don’t want him to delete me, Sister, ask him to add me again."

Henry instinctively frowned.

He couldn’t help but think, how is Maeve’s sister nothing like her?

They don’t look alike, their personalities are vastly different, just listen to this—what does "ask him to add me again" even mean?

Even those in charge at the Fairchild Family can’t force Julian Fairchild to do something he doesn’t want to do; is she trying to instruct Julian Fairchild?

"Don’t be silly." Maeve tossed a piece of lamb into her mouth, her eyes lowered slightly with a hint of nonchalant arrogance, "Your college entrance exam is coming, if you want to pursue him, get into Aurelia University, now just focus on studying."

"Sister, tell me, do you also like him?"

Sylvia became anxious when Maeve wouldn’t help her, she squeezed out a few tears, "If you like him, just say so, don’t give me excuses. How could I snatch a man from my sister?"

Although Maeve didn’t know Julian Fairchild as well as Henry did, she knew enough that if Julian Fairchild didn’t want to do something, nobody could make him.

That’s why she turned Sylvia down.

Sylvia’s sobs grew louder, implying she wouldn’t stop until Maeve got Julian Fairchild to add her back, drawing curious glances from others.

At the dining table, only Maeve’s chopsticks moved. She pulled out a tissue and placed it in front of Sylvia, her tone indifferent, "Cry a little, if your eyes swell, Mom will feel sorry."

She’s so spoiled, Maeve was starting to wonder if she had been too indulgent with Sylvia before.

Sylvia: "..."

Henry couldn’t stand it any longer, he wasn’t good at comforting others, so he just spoke the truth: "Sylvia, just forget about Julian Fairchild. Even Maeve couldn’t catch up to him after a month, do you really think you stand a chance?"