AUTHOR'S NOTE: After thinking about it, I decided to add a little smut scene to spice things up, (not about Leila but about other side characters.)
So read at your own risk 😋 Comment and vote if you enjoy it.
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When it was exactly ten minutes, Julianne appeared, and that made the driver heave a sigh of relief he didn't even realize he was holding.
Julianne entered the car, planning to throw her backpack beside her, but the moment she did, she realized someone else was inside.
Her eyes widened slightly upon seeing the stunning face of Leila.
"What is she doing? Why is she here?" Julianne wondered.
"Why am I here?" Leila put her phone aside, tilting her head as she observed Julianne.
There was a slight bead of sweat on Julianne's forehead, but still, she looked okay. Not as beautiful as she was in her twenties in her past life, though Leila remembered she had gotten a nose implant and eye surgery, so she wasn't as glamorous yet. But her sweet, innocent aura never diminished.
It was only then that Julianne realized she had blurted her thoughts out loud.
She gave a forced smile and shook her head. "I was just surprised that Sister finally decided to go home after staying out so long."
The driver made a tsk sound, mumbling, "Unfilial girl."
Leila smirked, brushing a strand of Julianne's hair aside as her emerald eyes bored into the latter's brown-green eyes.
"You don't have to be so concerned. Even if I stay outside for a whole year, home will forever be open to me."
In other words, it always belongs to me and always will.
The cool words intensified Julianne's hatred as she almost couldn't control herself, but she still put on a soft smile and closed her eyes, pretending to nap while different thoughts raced through her head.
What had she done to provoke this reaction from Leila? It was too sudden.
Leila hadn't been like this. She was always polite and a bit of an idiot. She had been easily manipulated by both Julianne and her mother in the past. They had even found a way to push her out of her own house and strained the relationship between father and daughter.
But now, all their years of hard work had suddenly gone down the drain, and that was something she couldn't accept.
Julianne took out her phone and hurriedly texted her mother about Leila's coming home, but she didn't get an immediate reply.
Currently, inside a luxurious hotel suite, a lewd scene was playing out. A naked petite woman with shoulder-length ash hair framing her oval face was lying under a brown-skinned muscular man. Her petite body was sweating as she hooked her pale arms around her lover's tanned neck while they kissed each other hungrily, their tongues dueling.
"Faster... faster..." The woman groaned, her head tilted and her eyes closed as the man's huge member thrust in and out of her wet flower, hitting her soft spot.
"Anything for you, baby," came the man's hoarse voice as he smirked, then with even greater intensity continued pounding her.
"Ah... ah... ah... Oh my..." The woman's sweet, soft moans echoed in the room, along with the slapping sound of their wet genitals meeting.
With each thrust, the woman moaned, thrusting her hips to meet his member. Suddenly, her body trembled, her eyes wide open as she screamed.
"I'm cumming! I'm cumming!!" With that, she flooded the man's cock with her release, trembling from the orgasm while the man pulled his member back until it was nearly out of her hole, then slammed it in, making her body quiver as she continued to moan, her watery eyes unfocused.
A throaty groan escaped the man's mouth as his eyes turned wild. He pulled out his cock and held it above her petite white body, then thrust his hip. A thick wad of cum shot out and landed on the woman's large tits; another flew into her hair, then the corner of her mouth. The woman stuck out her tongue, and the man, understanding what she wanted, directed his cum to it, making her giggle as she swallowed everything while her phone chimed at the side.
Ignoring the chime, she kneeled and crawled toward the man, putting his member inside her mouth and licked it clean.
Finally, the man pinched her nipples and stood up, walking away to shower.
The woman wiped the cum that landed on her breast with her fingers, then sucked on it happily while she took her phone and swiped open the messaging app.
She frowned upon seeing the message, her good mood turning sour as she replied.
Mother: [What? Why would she suddenly decide to come? Anyway, try to convince her not to come.]
Julianne: [I will try my best, Mom, but I don't think she will agree not to come. Just be prepared, in case.]
Mother: [Hasn't she always listened to you? There is no reason for her to go against you. I will go now, okay?]
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Back inside the car, Julianne took a deep breath, trying to prepare herself to convince Leila not to go home.
She opened her mouth but closed it, feeling suddenly nervous.
"Sister..." she called out as softly as she could and met Leila's questioning eyes.
"What now?" Leila queried in annoyance, having been woken from her nap.
"Sister, you are in your final year of high school and you have to sit for the SAT soon. This is the time you need to study and do revisions, and most importantly, you have to arrive at class on time. Meanwhile, our mansion is a great distance from school and it wouldn't be convenient for both of us to ride directly from home. Why don't you return to the condominium? It's not like you lack anything there."
In return, Leila gave her a deep look, and Julianne couldn't help but guiltily avert her gaze. Not hearing Leila say anything, she added, "Also, your results haven't been good recently. Daddy might be angry at you. It'd be better for you to stay outside until his anger simmers down."
This was the persuasion the past Leila would have listened to, but not the current her.
She chuckled lightly before closing her eyes. "Angry at me? It is not as if you don't know better," Leila purposely taunted. "Even if I failed my examinations, I would still be promoted, unlike you, Anne."
Julianne only wished to stuff something into Leila's mouth. The truth stung like nothing else.
Everyone who had been with the father-daughter duo would know how much Chief Faisal cherished his daughter.
The intensity was so much that when Leila started staying outside, he also started having frequent business trips.
Clenching her fist, a well-practiced smile appeared on her face.
"Sister, it wouldn't look good on Daddy if others were to find out."
Leila shrugged nonchalantly. "Thanks for your concern, little sister, but being overly worried will make you grow older, so just focus on your matters while I focus on mine..."
"Sister..."
Leila rolled her eyes before closing them while Julianne continued with her persuasion.
"Sister..."
Seeing Leila saying nothing, it was awkward for Julianne too, so she finally kept quiet, but her eyes were slightly watery.
The driver met Julianne's bitter eyes as she looked at her sister, and he couldn't help but console her.
"Young Lady, it's alright. Don't be sad about people who don't care about you."
Julianne forced a smile, shaking her head. "You wouldn't understand. She is my sister. I am just feeling sad that I didn't realize when she turned into this. I am only concerned about her and wanted to let her know that no matter what, I will be there for her."
The driver's eyes were filled with pity as he gazed at her, his eyes turning moist from her words.
"You are too sensible, Young Lady."
Julianne smiled, a triumphant look flashing in her eyes as she sent her mother a message about her failure.
Leila, on the other hand, really wished she hadn't boarded the same car as her white lotus sister. She had never felt this annoyed, and this only told her one thing: Julianne had to be curbed soon; otherwise, her rebirth was going to be a joke.
Arriving at humongous mansion, the car drove along a path lined with well-kept gardens and pulled into the garage. Leila and Julianne got out and entered through the large brown double doors.
The grandeur of the house befitted the owner. It was about 15,000 square feet. Inside, the foyer was impressive with high ceilings, a large chandelier, and a sweeping staircase that led to the second floor. The marble floors were shiny, and sunlight streamed in through big windows.
To the left of the foyer was a cozy sitting room with soft sofas and a grand piano. On the right was a formal dining room with a large table that could seat twenty people.
Upon seeing Leila entered, the maids' expressions changed noticeably.