Chapter 11
That afternoon after school, she linked arms with me, acting all friendly as we arrived at the school gates.
Jack and the others followed behind, also wanting to meet my brother.
He was already leaning against a Porsche waiting for me.
My brother affectionately tapped my nose.
"Why are you letting me pick you up today?"
My brother never uses this tone with others.
Olivia's expression changed. She dug her nails into my arm, breaking the skin.
My brother noticed her and asked me: "This is...?"
Olivia immediately said:
"Hi senior, I'm Aria's friend. We're super close~"
Jack and the other guys quickly chimed in:
"Yeah, Lucas. That's why she brought us to meet you."
"We had no idea she had such an amazing brother."
My brother's gaze swept over my slightly trembling body.
I hurriedly pulled down my sleeve to hide the scratches Olivia had left, but he still saw them.
My brother's eyes darkened, but he still nodded politely to them.
"Hello."
Then he said to me:
"Didn't you say you wanted to go to the amusement park? I'm free today, let's go."
Olivia dug her nails into me again.
I got her meaning and stammered: "My friends all want to go too. Can we bring them along?"
My brother never refuses my requests, so he opened the Porsche door.
"Kids, get in."
Olivia immediately said sweetly: "Thanks, big bro."
Hearing this, I instinctively looked at her, my body trembling uncontrollably.
I had begged her not to call Lucas "big bro".
But it's like she's deliberately going against me, still calling him that.
She doesn't know, my brother only allows me to call him that.
Sure enough, my brother's expression changed when he heard it.
Olivia sensed something was off and asked innocently: "What's wrong?"
My brother looked at her, his eyes darker than the night, but he laughed softly.
"You have a lovely voice."
Olivia lowered her head shyly.
"If you like it, I'll call you that more next time."
I heard Jack and the guys snickering behind me.
"Looks like Olivia's about to marry into money."
"The senior must like Olivia too, why else would he say that?"
I gently touched where she had just dug her nails into me, thinking: My brother said that because he wants to slit Olivia's throat.
Because the last person who called him "big bro" died just like that.