---- Chapter 2 This time, the Veronatri arrived sooner than in my past life. What had to be faced cannot be escaped. But outside the door wasn't Madre as I expected, but Gilbert's sister, Lytton. Without a word, she raised her hand and slapped me first: 'Julian, you ungrateful! My brother pitied you and took you in, and this is how you repay him?" I swallowed the blood in my mouth and asked her with a bewildered expression: "Sister, aren't you misunderstanding me?" Before Gilbert and I had that one-night stand, he was extremely good to me. So good that Lytton was jealous of Gilbert's kindness towards me, and she was particularly annoyed with me. ---- At this moment, Lytton had a look as if she had seen something horrible, her face full of curiosity. That's right, ever since I realized I liked Gilbert, I stopped calling him brother, and I certainly wouldn't call Lytton sister. Snapping back to reality, she forcefully threw a paparazzi photo of me falling on the ground, profile view, at my face: "But calling me sister won't help!" "Others might not recognize you in this photo, but I know it's you." "The Veronatris aren't for you. Even if you call me sister, you'!l never belong here!" Her words cut through me. Lytton is right, the Veronatri is indeed not something Ican aspire to. My father was a soldato who died saving Gilbert. Gilbert, who is seven years older than me, took pity on ---- me, and to show his authority, adopted me as my brother after my father's death. He took care of me carefully for five years, even more than he cared for his own sister. This difference made me fall in love with him. The gap in our status made me hide these feelings extremely well. If Gilbert hadn't taken the initiative to possess me, I would have just tried my best to be his good little sister. I picked up the photo and vehemently denied it: "Sister, the paparazzi are just making bullshit, are you going to join in?" In my previous life, because I walked in through the front door with Gilbert, the suggestive marks on my body were photographed very clearly. Gilbert, who was usually not interested in women, was caught breaking his vow of celibacy.