I Faked My Death—Now I Have to Tame the Crazy Men I Left Behind-Chapter 39 - 37: A Slap Across Her Face

"Holy shit? What’s happening? So Mia Grant isn’t the other woman?"

"Th-th-this... Is Serena Grant a two-timer?"

"She’s not just two-timing, she’s three-timing!"

"Two fiancés, one boyfriend. Damn, this girl really plays the field."

"Did Serena Grant just get exposed? Don’t tell me she’s the one who made that forum post herself."

"It has to be. Look, when Mia Grant first came looking for Serena Grant, she already seemed sure it was her."

"That’s true. Besides Serena Grant herself, who else at this school even knows she and Mia Grant are sisters?"

"Hey, now that you mention it, you’re right! The things the original poster said... there’s no way they could’ve known all that unless they were Mia Grant or Serena Grant."

"So she was jealous her sister knew Felix Sinclair, and she went on the forum to anonymously claim her sister was the fake heiress who stole her life? Tsk, tsk, tsk. What a drama."

"..."

The murmuring behind her grew louder, and Serena Grant began to tremble all over. Unable to shut them up, she could only vent her anger on the girl opposite her. "Mia Grant! What nonsense are you spouting!"

Mia Grant sat on the floor, watching Serena Grant approach.

’Based on an analysis of Serena’s current emotional volatility, I’m about to get hit.’

’Acting is one thing, and teaching a lesson is another, but I have no intention of getting slapped for no reason.’

’I’ve said it many times: I’m afraid of pain.’

’I’m not giving Serena Grant the chance to lay a hand on me.’

’Based on her trajectory, I’ve calculated the angle and distance of her attack. The margin of error should be no more than three centimeters.’ 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

’When the time comes, I’ll first execute a ’divine dragon’s tail whip’ to dodge her hand, then trip her with an ’inconspicuous’ slide tackle!’

’Finally, I’ll pretend to help her up and sneak in a couple of kicks!’

Just as she expected, Serena Grant had never experienced a scene like this. Overwhelmed with emotion, she had completely forgotten her persona and raised her hand high.

Mia Grant narrowed her eyes, silently counting down from three.

As Serena Grant’s hand swung down, Mia found her angle and prepared to dodge... Huh?

A hand shot out from the side and clamped down on Serena Grant’s wrist, stopping the slap dead in midair.

The grip was so sudden it made a sharp SMACK, a testament to how much force Serena had put into the swing.

According to the original novel, Serena Grant’s persona as the female lead was that of a gentle ’white moonlight’.

She was lost as a child, and although she was separated from her birth family, her life with her new family wasn’t difficult.

Her new family was naturally not as wealthy as the Grant Family, but they were still the richest family in a small southern town.

So, Serena Grant had loved to dance since she was little, and her new parents had always respected her wishes, sending her to dance lessons.

Her new parents treated her very well, and she was doted on her whole life. This fostered a gentle, delicate personality, possessing the soft beauty of a woman from the Jiangnan region.

But now, it seemed, her persona was crumbling.

Mia Grant sighed internally.

"What’s all this? Quite a lively scene."

From above came a voice with an authentic Beijing accent, its tone lazy and a little devil-may-care.

Mia Grant’s heart sank. ’That voice is way too familiar!’

Sitting on the floor, she quickly ducked her head, burying it as low as she could, wishing the ground would swallow her whole.

’Or maybe I should just crawl out. The main door is right behind me, so maybe... I won’t be noticed?’

Mia Grant clutched her bag, itching to try.

’Embarrassment is no longer a concern. Right now, survival is all that matters!!!’

"Felix Sinclair, let me go!"

Serena Grant struggled, but she couldn’t pull her hand free. The young man’s grip was too strong; her bones were starting to ache.

"Felix Sinclair?"

The young man glanced at the empty space beside him, raising an eyebrow with a lazy smile. "Where’s my brother?"

"Did he turn into thin air? Are you the only one who can see him?"

"..."

Serena Grant’s eyes widened. The young man before her, with a face identical to Felix Sinclair’s... was Ian Sinclair!

"You’re Ian Sinclair?"

"Mm-hmm." Ian Sinclair and Felix Sinclair looked very much alike, but they weren’t completely identical.

Felix never smiled. Ian was different.

Personality aside, there were physical differences, too.

Besides the mole on his neck that distinguished them, there was another obvious feature: he had canine teeth.

When the young man smiled, the tip of his tongue brushed against his sharp canines, making him look like a wolf cub ready to pounce and tear into its prey at any moment.

"You seem to enjoy mistaking me for my brother, huh."

"That day I delivered a love letter to you for my roommate, you seemed to mistake me for my brother then, too."

"What, you have a crush on him?"

"..."

Someone in the crowd of onlookers, quick on the uptake, gasped in realization. "So the one who confessed to Serena Grant in the forum post wasn’t Felix Sinclair? It was Ian Sinclair!"

"No, no, it wasn’t Ian Sinclair either! He was just helping deliver a love letter!"

"But whether it was one of them or not, if he was just delivering a letter and they aren’t together... then why do Serena Grant’s friends talk about Felix Sinclair like he’s her boyfriend?"

The color drained from Serena Grant’s face.

"So the rumor started with you." Ian Sinclair flung her hand away with an impatient ’tsk’. "Don’t you know my brother already has a girlfriend?"

"If I lose my sister-in-law because of this... Miss Grant, you are so dead."

Ian Sinclair felt a wave of retrospective fear.

’I hadn’t paid any attention to the forums, but then I heard Dixon casually mention the gossip about Felix Sinclair and Serena Grant. My first reaction was that if my sister-in-law saw it, any normal woman would definitely break up with my brother. And when my brother investigated, I’d be the first one on the chopping block. After all, I was partly responsible for this misunderstanding.’

’Of course, whether I ’died’ or not wasn’t that important. What was important was that my brother had finally, with great difficulty, started to move on from Mia Grant. If he and his girlfriend broke up, what if he got quiet and lonely and fell back into that obsession? Mia Grant’s ashes are still with me; I’ve been hiding them from my brother this whole time. If my brother found out, he’d almost certainly try to snatch them away. Don’t be fooled by his brother’s usual straight-laced, model-student, outstanding-youth appearance. In reality, the guy has some serious issues. I don’t mind fighting my brother for them, but it’s better to avoid trouble when possible. We’re still brothers, after all.’

’Damn you, Serena Grant.’

Ian Sinclair had come today specifically to settle the score with Serena Grant.

She had made his brother so angry he’d passed out.

His sister-in-law must have been furious.

He had wanted to get his sister-in-law’s contact information from his brother to explain in person, but his brother absolutely refused to give it to him.

His only option was to start with Serena Grant, the root of all evil.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. Ian Sinclair pointed at her and snarled, "Let me tell you something. Today, right now, you are going to clarify that you have absolutely nothing to do with my brother, and you never will. You hear me?!"

Serena Grant’s shoulders shook.

"Hurry up. Don’t try any funny business, and don’t think I won’t do anything to you just because you’re Silas Grant’s sister. If you don’t make this clear, I’ll..."

Before he could finish his threat, someone from a corner of the classroom called out softly, "Mia Grant, you dropped your phone..."