My Sister Chose The Struggle. Not Me
Chapter 5
When I emerged, laden with shopping bags, Vivian's face was green.
"Hmph, what's there to be so proud of? You'll still end up dead eventually. Not like Levi and me; we're going to open a big company."
I chuckled, amused by her naivete.
Then I turned and headed back to the Preston mansion.
Actually, none of the things inside were for me. They were all for Mrs. Preston, Jax, and the other staff members in the house.
When I got back, Jax was home, a rare sight.
He saw me and sneered. "Well, well, been with us for only a short while and already hauling in bags? You really think the Prestons' stuff is yours?"
"Jax!"
Mrs. Preston warned him, "She's your sister."
Jax pouted. "Sister? What kind of sister? I don't have a country bumpkin sister like her. It's embarrassing to even be seen with her."
Jax and I never got along, so I wasn't about to stick my head in the lion's mouth.
I pulled out the gifts one by one from the bags.
"Mom, this is for you."
I handed her the gift box, which contained a sheer, silky scarf.
Then I gave gifts to the other staff members who had been looking after me-Mr. Sterling and the housekeepers.
I saw an expression of genuine satisfaction on Mrs. Preston's face, different from her usual demeanor.
Mr. Sterling and the other staff members also looked pleasantly surprised.
Jax's face fell immediately. "Hmph. You think you can bribe people with a few presents? You think you're-"
"Jax," I cut in, acting as though I hadn't heard him. "This one is for you."
I pulled out the final gift.
It was a race car model.
"I heard Mom say you like racing, so I bought this when I saw it at the mall."
He froze, mumbled something, and took it.