Book 6: Chapter 7: Oh My, What A Capable Sister I Am, How About You Compliment Me, My-Dear-Bro-Ther. (2/2)
”…how careless of you to divulge the plans of the student council members to a third party.”
Cyril's eyebrows twitched up at Claudia's words, and he glared at his sister.
”I have no problem with other students knowing our schedule.”
”…so Neil will be alone with Bridget Graham for the verification process… alone with a woman other than me… I guess I have to intervene.”
”Cut it out!!”
Claudia Ashley was a person who would seriously carry out what seemed like a bad joke.
Especially when his fiancée, Neil, was involved.
”The verification process is also witnessed by the supplier. They will never be alone. And don't you dare interfere with our work! …and Monica Norton. The amount of wood we are in charge of is quite a lot. Be there as soon as class is over.”
”Yes, Lord Ashley.”
As Monica nodded her head, a slender arm wrapped easily around Monica's round head—it was Claudia.
”Oh dear, what a problem. My name is Ashley, too.”
”Uh, well, Lady Claudia is Lady Claudia, and… well, uh…”
”…oh dear, she won't call you by your name, will she, my dear brother? Since I am friends with Monica, she calls me by my first name, but she doesn't call you by your first name because you are just an acquaintance. I guess it can't be helped, since you just an acquaintance. Oh, how sad you are, for not be adored by your juniors, my-dear-bro-ther.”
As Claudia smiled thinly looking up at Cyril, Cyril's cheeks twitched tensely.
She's been thinking for a while, but it seemed that these two siblings didn't get along very well. Both Lana and Casey looked troubled as they watched the interaction between the two siblings.
Monica was nervous. If she didn't do anything, Cyril would become a pitiful senior who wasn't adored by his junior.
”Um, Lord Ashley…I mean, the older brother, Lord Ashley, is very good at his job, he's a great person, and… I-I respect him.”
At Monica's best follow-up, Cyril glared at Monica, moving his gleaming blue eyes. Scary.
”I-I'm s-s-s-s-sorry. That's right, I should have… just called you vice president, right? I'm sorry, vice president.”
Cyril was glaring at Claudia with a bitter look on his face, but to Monica, it looked like he was the one being glared at.
Cyril exhaled deeply when he saw that Monica was shaking with tears in her eyes.
”…Cyril is fine.”
”Y-Y-Yes, Lord Cyril.”
When Monica said this in a quivering voice, Claudia giggled close to Monica's ear.
”…oh, my. My dear brother, who is just an acquaintance, is making a big deal about being called by his name.”
”I've never thought of you to have a friend. Claudia.”
”…of course I have. We're very good friends. Right, Mo-ni-ka?”
When Monica cocked her head up and down, Cyril's brow wrinkled.
”Monica Norton. You're not being forced by Claudia, are you?”
”N-N-N-N-Nooooo, t-t-t-t-that's not true…”
Monica now shook her head, and Claudia pressed her body even closer to Monica's.
Claudia gave off a very nice smell. And yet, it didn't make her feel any better.
”…How terrible. I can't believe you're jealous of our friendship… You're jealous of me and Monica because we're so close.”
”Who would be jealous of the likes of you?!”
”Why don't you take a look? Maybe you should check it out for yourself because you look terrible with jealousy on your face.”
Blue veins were popping up on Cyril's face. He was a step away before the rage burst.
Monica hurriedly spoke up.
”D-Don't worry! L-L-L-Lord Cyril looks the same as always!”
After all, Cyril always had that angry look on his face when he interacted with Monica.
Nothing to lie about, it's the same as always.
”…oh, my dear brother, you get jealous all the time regardless of who it is?”
”N-Nooooooo, I-I didn't mean it like that…”
”Monica Norton! If Claudia is causing you trouble, tell her so!”
”No, um…”
”You don't think I'm bothering you, do you, Mo-ni-ca?”
”I-I'd never…”
An older brother with a platinum blonde and a beautiful face, and a younger sister with black hair who was one of the three most beautiful girls in the school.
Even getting caught between the exchange of the beautiful siblings, Monica still looked as if she was about to die.
Casey, who was drinking tea after done eating her lunch, muttered in exasperation.
”…I guess Miss Claudia is playing with them.”
Both Cyril and Monica were being played in Claudia's hands.
What a terrible personality, thought Lana as she's rubbing her forehead and let out a sigh.