Meredith Ford clenched her fists, glaring at her as if she wanted to devour her flesh and drink her blood.

"Even now, you say these things thinking they can make my mother sad and make me sad? You’re wrong. For the next twenty years, forty years, sixty years, or even a lifetime, I want you to live well and watch with wide eyes how the Ford siblings love each other and how our mother is kind and filial with her children, while you will be forever excluded from all this."

Meredith Ford listened to her words, almost fainting.

Tiana Thorne was not only a schemer but also a master of psychological warfare.

The harmonious scene she depicted should have had her as the heroine, but now she truly has nothing.

"My second brother has already arranged a job for you. Of course, you can choose not to do it and continue to study medicine. However, today’s events will be announced by the hospital to the world. You can try to see which hospital dares to hire you."

Meredith Ford’s eyes flickered, seemingly searching for other ways out.

Tiana Thorne kindly reminded her: "If you want to find another job, you can try as well. But you’ve lived with the Ford family for twenty years; you should know better than anyone in this world that if my brothers want to block someone, it’s just a flick of a finger. Want to try it?"

Meredith Ford fell to her knees in defeat, full of resentment and helplessness. After a while, she spoke through clenched teeth: "Tiana Thorne, you’re so vicious!"

She lightly curled her lips, her smile bright as the warm sun: "Thank you for the compliment. Oh, by the way, you have one last choice."

Meredith Ford couldn’t believe she would be so merciful: "What?"

"If you don’t take the job my second brother arranged, you can beg on the street or work in a nightclub. No matter which option you choose, Meredith Ford’s life from now on will be at the bottom of the dust."

Finally, Meredith Ford couldn’t bear such an outcome, a mouthful of blood surged up her throat and she spat it on the floor, shocking everyone.

Tiana Thorne laughed, stretched lazily, and curled her lips: "Already overwhelmed by emotion? You better live well and watch how glorious Tiana Thorne can be."

Meredith Ford looked pitifully at Rouge Jarvis, but those fox-like eyes no longer reflected her image. No matter what she did, it wouldn’t stir a single ripple.

Rouge Jarvis’s heart for her was already dead.

She could only look to her eldest brother, begging him to consider twenty years of siblinghood and give her a chance for survival. Yet his eyes were filled only with indifference.

Then she looked to her sixth brother, but he didn’t even glance at her.

And rightly so, their interactions even before were merely respectful courtesy. She knew that even though he had never seen Poppy, in his heart, there was only one sister.

Finally, she looked towards Aiden Shaw, feeling that everything she had experienced turned into grievance, a belly full of bitterness wanting to spill: "Fourth Brother."

Tiana Thorne was displeased, raising her brows, her expression quite arrogant: "You have nothing to do with the Ford family; upon seeing him, you should respectfully address him as Mr. Aiden Shaw."

"What gives you the right to make decisions for him?"

"You seem to have a problem with memory, so let me remind you once more, Aiden Shaw, he’s my fiancé. Is that reason enough for you?"

She was unwilling to listen to Tiana Thorne speak: "Four..."

"Felix Grant." Aiden Shaw interrupted her coldly, not even sparing a glance at her.

Felix Grant approached, nodding respectfully: "Young Master."

Aiden Shaw’s cold voice held no warmth: "The young lady needs rest; take Meredith Ford to find my second brother."

Meredith Ford stiffened where she stood, unable to move for a long time.

Young lady...

What a coveted title, yet this title now belonged to Tiana Thorne.

Though his voice was chilly, she still heard the momentary softness when he said ’young lady’...

It felt like her heart was being torn apart, pain beyond bearing, perhaps this was the taste...

Tiana Thorne seemed to remember something: "Felix Grant, could you help me convey a message to my second brother?"

Felix Grant nodded respectfully: "Young lady, please speak."

"Two words of thanks."

Felix Grant nodded: "Yes."

As Felix Grant was about to escort her away, she suddenly pulled away from Felix Grant’s hand, walked in front of Aiden Shaw, her eyes full of grievances and tears: "I’m also your sister, you once said, as long as I am well-behaved and listen, you would give me what I wanted."

Back then, it was before sending her abroad when he said those words.

Ever since childhood, Meredith Ford relied on him and didn’t want to go abroad. At that time, when she was being stubborn and unreasonable, this was what he said.

Aiden Shaw’s voice was crisp and clear, revealing no emotion: "Mm, I said that."

Meredith Ford was delighted, pulling at his sleeve, tears flowing: "I don’t want anything else. I only want you. Since childhood, I’ve liked you, not in the way a sister likes her brother but with the affection between a man and a woman. When you said those words, that was a promise. Now, take me away, leave Banyria, let’s be together, alright?"

After speaking, she was agitated, grabbing his hand.

Tiana Thorne watched: "..."

Damn!

Where is Meredith Ford touching!

Luckily, in the next moment, Aiden Shaw withdrew his hand.

However, Tiana Thorne still felt uncomfortable.

As expected, a woman in love possesses an ownership desire no weaker than a man’s.

She didn’t interrupt; rather, she wanted to see what the fourth brother would do.

Meredith Ford was anxious with his indifferent actions, not wanting to hear any words of refusal.

She cried as she spoke: "You can’t break your promise; you said you would give me what I wanted. During all those years abroad, countless nights when I was sad, this sentence consoled me and made me strong, made me excellent. I’m back now; you can’t abandon me."

As she spoke, she pointed at Tiana Thorne: "She is just a third-party interruption between us; think carefully, we grew up together, once you also loved me dearly. Fourth Brother, you should be responsible for your words; take me away, take me away now."

His voice was faint, his expression cold as autumn wind: "Why should I take you away?"

"You promised, to give me what I wanted." Meredith Ford stubbornly looked at him, tears falling one by one, speaking excitedly: "You are Aiden Shaw; you can’t go back on your word."

"The promises I made, I never break."

Meredith Ford was delighted: "Then take me away; I promise, I will love only you for the rest of my life."

Aiden Shaw was tidying his sleeves crumpled by her grasp. Until he finished smoothing them, only then did he lower his gaze, looking down at her.

His dark hazel eyes were full of detachment and coldness, his entire body exuding an almost suffocating pressure: "Once, I was promising things to a sister, simply treating her well, unrelated to affection, and I’ve already given all I could."

She was unwilling to believe: "How could it be, clearly, when you said those words, you were so gentle, you said..."

His gaze was icy and commanding, mercilessly interrupting her: "There is a saying at sixteen that you need to remember."