Chapter 4

The car pulled up to the villa, which was shrouded in darkness.

Richard and Victoria led me inside. The lock clicked, the lights flickered on, and party poppers went off.

Inside, a girl in a pink dress, holding a cake with a radiant smile, cheerfully announced, “Welcome home, Hazel!”

She was flanked by two guys. The one on her left had a gentle smile as he looked at me, saying, “Welcome, little sister.”

The one on her right looked completely bored.

As if sensing it, Isabella subtly tugged at Blake’s sleeve.

Blake’s voice was ice-cold. “Welcome.”

Richard’s face instantly darkened, and he bit out, barely suppressing his rage, “Blake!”

Victoria quickly stepped in to play peacemaker, linking her arm through mine.

“Hazel, Isabella knew you were coming home today. She organized this welcome party especially for you.”

I offered a faint smile, letting Victoria guide me towards Isabella. I mumbled a “thank you,” but my hand had a mind of its own. In one swift motion, I *accidentally* flipped the cake, sending a tidal wave of frosting splattering all over Isabella’s pristine new dress.

The entire Miller family’s expressions soured. Blake, quick as a flash, pulled Isabella behind him, glaring at me with malice. “What the hell are you doing?!” he roared.

Isabella cowered behind him, her beautiful eyes, wide and innocent, filling with tears.

Honestly, her looks definitely took after my foster mother, Brenda.

Their eyes were strikingly similar – those innocent, tear-filled eyes, designed to make anyone pity her.

And her acting? Not bad at all.

I met Blake’s gaze, a taunting smirk on my face.

“She stole seventeen years of my life. Isn’t it perfectly natural for me to hate her?”

Victoria seemed surprised by my attitude. In the hospital, I’d always smiled sweetly whenever Isabella was mentioned.

“What does this have to do with Isabella? She didn’t intentionally get swapped! She’s innocent! Why do you hate her so much?!” Blake yelled.

I shot back, “Her innocence has nothing to do with me.”

“Besides, who said I hate *her*?” I stepped closer, closing the distance between us.

“The one who messed up the baby tags, causing the mix-up all those years ago… wasn’t that you?”

Blake stumbled backward in shock, dragging Isabella with him. They both lost their footing and tumbled to the ground in a heap.

I burst out laughing, completely unmasked.

When I accidentally watched a show once, I utterly despised the older brother character.

Now that it was happening to me, this brother was even more insufferable.

**截断点**