"Jean, you can't do this to me!" Sean Reginald's eyes widened as he complained, "Jean, you're a textbook case of choosing a girl over your own brother!"
"Which is why I can find a wife and you can't!" Jean Reginald retorted with a calm smile, his words unhurried, but his pace didn't slacken in the slightest.
With Jean Reginald and Faye Blaine teaming up, it wasn't long before they caught Sean Reginald.
"Hmph, look how the tables have turned!" Faye Blaine mocked, gloating.
A wise man knows when to yield. Sean Reginald put this into practice, fawning over Jean Reginald. "Jean," he pleaded, "you know the old saying, 'Brothers are like hands and feet, while wives are like clothes.' Just spare your little brother this once."
The moment he said that, Cecilia Ashworth shot Sean Reginald a disdainful look and slowly retorted, "Hmph. You can still go outside without a limb, but would you dare go outside with no clothes on?"
