Revenge is best served cold novel Chapter 139

Jack's light and casual words felt like a bombshell.

Dad immediately frowned. "Jack! What are you cursing your sister for?"

Jack didn't seem bothered at all and even wore a hint of confusion. "Am I not speaking the truth?"

He turned to me. "You said you were going to start a business, but this is what you came up with? You're embarrassing us. If I were you, I wouldn't even want to admit I'm part of the Brown family."

I barely reacted. He had said this kind of thing so many times before that it had become background noise. The fact that he still hadn't realized it only added to my frustration.

The crisp sound of a slap rang out, echoing throughout the living room. I could almost hear the reverberation in the air.

Jack stared, stunned. He had one hand pressed to his face as he looked at Dad. His eyes were wide with shock and, for the first time, a flicker of hurt flashed across. "Dad! Why do you always spoil her? She's married now, yet you're still doing everything for her. What's the reason?"

Dad's chest heaved with barely contained rage, and his face flushed red with fury. "Because she's your sister!"

His voice cracked with deep disappointment. "You used to be so good to her when you were younger. How did things end up like this? When she was little, you'd always step in and protect her when I scolded her even just a little. Now, you're treating her like an enemy."

It was as if something in my father's words struck a chord with Jack. His tightly held composure finally started to crack.

My mind drifted back to those childhood days. Back then, Jack was truly a caring older brother to me. He would look out for me and treat me with warmth. But all that changed the moment Elsa entered the picture.

Elsa's manipulations pulled Jack away from me bit by bit until he forgot what it meant to be my brother. Now, he was just Elsa's older brother.