Seeing the tears in Autumn Walker's eyes, Crystal Foster felt no sympathy. Instead, she found it amusing.
"I didn't tell him to invest. I'm not his parents. He made the mistake, so he should face the consequences himself."
"How can you say that? He's your brother!" Patriot Byrne shouted angrily.
Crystal silently retorted in her mind, he's not really my brother.
"So what if he's my brother? Does that mean I have to take care of him? What kind of logic is that? Besides, when you kicked me out of the house, you cut ties with me!"
Crystal's tone grew sharper. "I don't know how you found me, but I'm warning you, don't try to mess with my life."
If Sylvia Byrne's parents had treated her well, Crystal, living under Sylvia's identity, wouldn't have minded helping them. But the truth was, they were like leeches, never caring about Sylvia's well-being, only wanting to benefit from her.
