"She may not fall in love with me, but she will absolutely never love you again."
Ryan Sterling wasn't going to argue with Julian Sterling about this right now.
Julian Sterling didn't understand what kind of person Evelyn Grant was, but Ryan Sterling knew her very well.
Some lines had been crossed, and those were things that could never be forgiven.
"Are you sure you want to make this bet? It'll be too late for regrets."
"I'll bet."
Ryan Sterling was willing to accept the consequences of the bet.
"Fine! Ryan, from this day forward, we'll go our separate ways. I won't ask you about this again! And when things go south, don't you blame me, your older brother, for not holding back."
"Heh. Fine."
After the call ended, Julian Sterling lit another cigarette.
He never used to smoke this frequently. He'd only have one occasionally for social engagements.
But this phone call had made him even more agitated.
A feeling of unease began to spread, growing endlessly...
