Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 1877

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Chapter 1877 Sandy barely had a moment to savor her excitement before Kiran's phone buzzed. It was a work call, and after a brief discussion, he hung up, looking somewhat resigned.

He turned to Sandy, who was practically vibrating with anticipation. "I've got to handle swork stuff," Kiran said with a sigh. "So, I'm going to have to rope in our younger brother to step in for the family meeting." "Harold? No way! He'll just make a mess of things!" Sandy's enthusiasm drained from her face. Even though Harold and Kiran were identical twins, their vibes were worlds apart. Anyone who knew them could spot the difference in a second.

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"My dear sister, it's just a simple family meeting. I'll make sure someone helps you out," Kiran reassured, giving her cheek a playful pinch. "Off you go now, stop causing a scene." "But, Kiran..." "One more word and I'll spill the beans to Mom and Dad about that secret engagement you agreed to. A young lady like you should know how to keep things under wraps." Sandy opened her mouth to argue but saw Kiran nod at his assistant to open the door.

"Miss, if you please," the assistant gestured.

Pouting, Sandy left the study. Fine, Harold it was then! From now on, she'd just have to favor Harold over Kiran! As she made her way downstairs, she found Harold, dusted in flour, tidying the kitchen. For the first time, she really sized him up.

Shandsface. Scaptivating voice. But why did he carry himself so differently? "Hey, sis, already got the boot? Did Kiran lay into you? Bet he was all, 'Oh, you little troublemaker, who said you could get engaged without telling me? Wantto break your legs?"" Angelo theatrically mimicked Kiran, oblivious to Sandy's darkening mood.

"Big bro said you're coming withto meet Odie, and he made it clear not to embarrass him with his face, or else, you know what'll happen," Sandy warned, mimicking a throat-cutting gesture.

Angelo shivered.

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"Why me?" "Big bro's got work. If you're so capable, how about landing a real job instead of playing paparazzi all day?" "You cheeky brat! Show srespect; I am your brother!" Angelo lightly tapped her head.

Sandy frowned. "Just don't make a fool of me. I don't want Odie laughing at us." "Me? A laughingstock? Pr'a top-tier actor, thank you very much!" Angelo boasted, reaching for a tie that wasn't there, realizing he was wearing just a t-shirt. Finally, Angelo declared, "Leave it to your dear Harold. I'll show Odie what it's like to mess with Miss Sandy!"

Sandy eyed him, half-convinced. She couldn't shake the feeling that Harold might not exactly terrify Odie. Still, sbackup was better than none. That evening, Sandy texted Odie, setting up a meeting with her "big brother" for the next afternoon. Odie remained silent.

The next day, Angelo, dressed to impress, showed up fashionably late at the restaurant by thirty minutes, expecting to find Odie nervously waiting. To his surprise, the place was empty.

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