Chapter 3
From that day on, I gradually learned to distinguish between Derek and Cole.
Derek had bigger muscles and a more prominent bulge in his pants.
Cole was more delicate, without Derek's muscular build.
What shocked me even more was that Cole lived right next door to us!
That evening, while Derek was showering, I insisted I wanted a late-night snack.
Margaret could only reluctantly go make it.
Taking advantage of the lack of supervision, I used smoke I'd prepared earlier to trigger the fire alarm.
"Fire! Fire!"
I screamed and ran out the door. Soon I'd attracted the neighbors' attention. Before long, the fire escape filled with a dense crowd of people.
I hid in the shadows, quietly waiting...
Within minutes, Derek appeared in just a bathrobe, knocking on the door next door. Two identical faces appeared in the hallway.
Downstairs was a sea of people, like an evacuation.
I clutched my belly, deliberately blocking the escape route. When Margaret and Derek tried to help Cole leave, I seized the opportunity and pushed my way to Margaret's side.
"Margaret, Derek, who is he?"
The moment I spoke, Derek and Margaret jumped like cats whose tails had been stepped on. "When did you get here?"
They completely lost their composure, stammering without being able to form words.
Cole's face was deathly pale. I quickly pulled over a medical worker doing routine checks to examine him.
"Do you have any medical history?" I asked with concern.
He glanced at me, then brushed it off by saying he had moderate anemia...
I sneered inwardly.
What kind of anemia requires a kidney donation?
After the property management announced the all-clear, we returned home with varying expressions.
Derek nervously told me another version of this family's story.
"Maya, I actually have a brother. He was kidnapped years ago. I thought I'd never see him again... But incredibly, he's been living right across from us. It's fate!"
Derek was crying tears of joy.
But his tears looked utterly fake to me.
I forced a smile, secretly admiring his ability to fabricate lies.
Cole, is it? We'll see about this!
I would personally uncover the secrets between this family and him.
Cole put on a show of reuniting with his roots in front of me, as if returning to the Carson family was the greatest fortune of his life.
I took the opportunity to suggest Cole move in with us.
After all, family should live together—it's most appropriate that way.
Cole happily went next door to pack his things, but strangely, Derek and Margaret seemed very unwilling.
But their unhappiness didn't affect my mood at all.
Just because I hadn't caught them in their conspiracy yet didn't mean there wouldn't be opportunities in the future. After all, walls have ears.
Soon enough, I found his medical records in Cole's room.
He was born with only one kidney!
No wonder they were eyeing mine...
Then, on the medical forms, I discovered something even more intriguing.
He had type A blood...
But I clearly remembered that Derek's parents were both type O. Two type O parents could never produce a type A child!
Unless Cole wasn't Derek's real brother at all!
But they looked exactly alike...
Puzzled, I began observing these two men. Soon I discovered some strange clues.
Cole actually... reached his hand directly into Derek's pants?!
He even used his hand to tease Derek's bulge!
Derek didn't refuse—he even thrust his hips along with it!
That evening, while setting the table, I caught Cole leaning on Derek's shoulder, lips pressed against his ear.
Saying suggestively: "Come to my room tonight, hmm?"
His voice was sickeningly sweet... making me wanted to vomit.
Now I was absolutely certain they were not in any innocent brotherly relationship.
That night, Cole brought me a glass of milk.
His malicious smile made it hard for me to believe this was a normal glass of milk.
But I went along with him and drank it in one gulp.
After he left, I immediately made myself throw up.
For them to torment me like this, clearly something would happen tonight.
Soon, I witnessed an explosive scene on the surveillance footage.