The Hamilton Lifestyle

I warned you not to mess with Me

The room crackled with tension as Angie's grip tightened on Philip's arm, her words dripping with venom. "Maybe next time, remember who you choose to mess with. You were always the favored one, but now you'll see what it's like to be on the receiving end."

Philip's face contorted with a mix of hurt and frustration. "Why are you doing this, Angie? What did I ever do to deserve your wrath?"

Angie laughed, a bitter sound that echoed through the room. "Deserve? Oh, Philip, this isn't about what you deserve. It's about what I deserve. It's about showing everyone the real you. The perfect facade you've built for yourself."

Philip's eyes welled up with tears, his voice choked with sorrow. "I never wanted to be perfect. I just wanted to be your brother, to have a bond that couldn't be broken."

Angie's gaze turned icy as she stared at Philip, her voice dripping with disdain. "You think I wanted to be related to a zero, a loser like you? I hate being tied to someone who's always been praised while I was left in the shadows."

Philip's heart shattered at her words, his voice trembling with a mix of pain and confusion. "Why, Angie? Why do you hate me so much? What did I ever do to you?"

Angie's laughter grew cold and hollow. "Everyone thinks you're so perfect. I just wanted to show them the real Philip, the one who isn't as flawless as they believe. Face it, deep down, you know you can't beat me. So don't even try."

Angie's words cut deep, leaving Philip feeling wounded and vulnerable. The once unbreakable bond between them now seemed irreparable, consumed by bitterness and resentment.

Philip's voice quivered with a mix of desperation and defiance. "Why, Angie? Why are you enjoying watching my world burn?"

A wicked smile twisted across Angie's face as she stared at Philip, her eyes filled with a twisted delight. "Because, Philip, you've become an ex somebody. You've lost your friends, your social status—everything that once defined you. Just like I wanted."