My Brother, The Devil ✔

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Blair POV.

The case involving the Emersons, who are suspected of intentional homicide, illegal transactions, and other charges, finally opens in court.

The case against Eli and Michael, who are suspected of rape and illegal detention, also goes into trial in the same month.

However, my foster parents appeal to the court, presenting defenses and arguments against the accusations by the prosecution. Due to the large and complex amount of evidence, the judge announces that the verdict will be postponed.

I watch the live broadcast on TV, feeling a buzz in my ears.

Mr. Emerson seems older, standing in the defendant's dock with his back bent forward. As for Mrs. Mary, the woman who always looked at people with her chin up, she is no longer the cold and lofty figure she once was. It turns out she can also be afraid, afraid of the consequences she is about to face.

To make up for the previous losses caused by Mr. Emerson, the Emerson Group paid a huge fine. At the same time, George is no longer the chairman of the group. Several key directors and the general manager resigned, and some employees chose to leave after hearing about the Emerson family's situation.

When Barbara comes to Blue Sea, she looks around and asks me, "Where is your brother?"

"He is in the study. Why?"

"He must be in a bad mood now, so I won't go greet him." Barbara picks up an orange and starts peeling it.

"Why?"

She hands me half of the orange. "Haven't you heard? Your brother's fiancée is heartless. As soon as the news about your family came out, she immediately issued a statement to break off the engagement with your brother."

I nod.

"When did you get a ring on your hand?" She widens her eyes, staring at my ring finger.

"I..."

"I've seen that ring. My mom wanted to buy it at an auction. She said there are fewer than ten such pure sapphires in the world, but an anonymous buyer took it."

"I... my brother bought it," I say.

Barbara's mouth drops open and stays that way. She points at me, then at the study on the second floor, and finally squeezes out a few words, "You, you two..."

I nod.

"I'll kill you!" Barbara suddenly raises her voice. She glances at the second floor, covers her mouth with her hand, and whispers, "You didn't tell me about such a big thing!"

"I wanted to tell you at the time, but one thing led to another, and I never found the right moment. I don't know how to start."

"Your child... so it's not a product of a one-night stand? Is it you and your bro... George?"

I avoid her gaze and nod.

"Do you have any conscience, Blair? I helped you so much, and this is how you repay me?"

"...I'm sorry."

"After you fake your death, I visit your grandmother in the nursing home every day to keep her from knowing anything about you, and this is how you repay me?"

"...I am wrong. "

My voice gets smaller and smaller. "What can I do to ease your anger? You have any idea?"

"I have my eye on a limited edition bag."

"...I'll buy it for you."

"Treat me to a Michelin three-star meal."