Why...
He had promised her that he wouldnt touch her sister!
"Brother Edward, what my sister can give you... I can also..." Claires coquettish voice pierced Anastasias eardrums.
"Sister has been very messy in her private life in recent years, I dont know how many men she has been with... But I am still a pure body, all for you..."
Anastasia stood frozen, all emotions caught in her throat.
This was the sister she had gone to great lengths to protect...
She couldnt hold it in any longer and pushed the door open, charging inside!
In the room, Edward sat on the sofa like a king, while Claire, in disheveled clothes, knelt by his side.
"Sis..." Claire saw Anastasia and her face turned pale with fear.
"What are you doing?" Anastasia could see clearly that Edwards clothes were not wrinkled at all, only Claire was in disarray.
Claires eyes filled with tears: "Sis... I want to help the Steele family through difficulties in my own way... I dont want to be protected behind you, and I dont want to be a hothouse flower all my life..."
Anastasia felt absurd and ridiculous, but she couldnt refute anything.
"Ill take you back to the hospital, this is not a place for you," Anastasia said, calmer than she expected.
"I dont want to! Im also a Steele, and I want to stand up and protect the family!" Claire said urgently.
"Enough, come with me!" Anastasia felt a splitting headache and reached out to grab her.
"No!" Claire shook off Anastasias hand, her emotions becoming agitated, "Why can you sleep with him, but I cant?"
Anastasia was stunned, unable to believe her ears.
"You obviously still love Edward, so you dont let him touch me! Im not going to live much longer, why are you so selfish?"
Claire continued to vent, and Anastasia couldnt take it anymore and slapped her across the face.
"Claire! When will you stop talking nonsense!"
Claire was taken aback, her eyes red with anger: "You hit me? Dad never hit me, and you hit me for a man..."
She ran out the door and disappeared into the night.
Anastasia looked straight at Edward, who was smoking on the side, trying to contain her anger.
"You have to be so ruthless?"
Edward exhaled a puff of smoke, his face expressionless.
"You might as well ask your sister, who is not dressed properly, how she got into my room!"
"Edward, dont push me to the point of no return!"
Anastasia glared at Edward resolutely and ran in the direction Claire had left.
Green Hill Manor was far from the city center, and there were few streetlights at night, making the quiet path eerie.
Anastasia searched along the path for a while before she saw Claire sobbing under a tree.
"Are you done causing trouble?" Anastasia looked down at her, feeling a sense of helplessness.
If it werent for their blood ties, Anastasia really didnt want to give her a good face.
Claire looked up with tearful eyes: "Sis, I..."
Before she could finish, they heard rustling from behind.
The sisters turned their heads to see two men with a strong smell of alcohol, leering at them.
"Hey! Todays luck is not bad, one for each brother!"
Claires face turned pale with fear, and she trembled, unsure of what to do.
"Dont be afraid, look for a chance to run, and call for help for me," Anastasia whispered, squeezing her hand.
"Sis..." Claire didnt get a chance to speak as Anastasia stepped in front of her.
"What do you guys want to do?" Anastasia glared at them, signaling Claire to flee.
Claire stiffened and quickly shrank behind the tree.
"What do we want to do? Of course, we want to have some fun with you!" The men laughed, revealing their yellowed teeth.
Anastasia didnt hesitate; she grabbed a handful of gravel from the ground and threw it at the mens faces.
"Damn, shes feisty!" One of the men cursed.
Anastasia didnt dare to delay; she turned and ran as fast as she could, her heart pounding in her chest.
Meanwhile, Claire ran towards the lit area, intending to call for help for Anastasia.
But as she approached the main road, she stopped in her tracks.
Her goal tonight was Edward, and nothing could stand in her way.
If no one went to save Anastasia, then she would be ruined.
Ruined in the desolate Suburbs.
No one would ever like her again, and everything she had would be hers.
Including everything of the Steele family, including Jamie, including Edward...
Claire smiled, then took one last look into the dark forest.
"Sister... you enjoy it... Edward, tonight is mine."