Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates novel Chapter 173

Chapter 173: 173-My Inappropriate Stepsister

Norman:

"Who was it?" Kesha asked, trying to peek over my shoulder to check my brother’s phone.

Kaye needed to be very careful with his phone now. He was no longer single, and a single mistake could land him under scrutiny.

"A guy from the office, asking if Kaye would join work next week," I lied, locking my brother’s phone screen.

"Oh, I hope you’ll convince Kaye to show some interest in the family business," she advised, making me turn around to watch her for a moment.

"He is not a child, Kesha. You don’t need to come complaining to me about him," I said harshly. She gulped and quickly nodded her head.

I needed to go see what Helanie was up to. All this time, I kept wondering if I was wrong about her, but today, she proved me right.

She was indeed trying to seduce my brother. I briskly started sprinting toward the guesthouse. Imagine if Maximus saw Kaye and Helanie together in a compromising state—he would be devastated. He had claimed to feel some kind of bond with her.

This was why I had asked Kaye to let me know before making any decisions. I would need to find a way for Maximus to reject Helanie.

I could never let her be with him.

But if Kaye truly wished to be with her, I would have found a way. Even if it felt like a death sentence to me, I would still do it for his happiness.

As I reached the guesthouse and entered through the door, I confronted her about her intentions. She stood in her spot, staring at me like she had something on her mind.

"Aw, this gray suit looks so good on you," she said in a sweet, seductive tone.

I felt my body tense at her audacity. The inappropriate comment took me by surprise.

"What is going on? Why were you asking Kaye to meet you?" I demanded, ignoring the call I had with her earlier and hoping she would have a valid reason this time.

She batted her eyelashes mischievously, pouting and watching me with a glint in her eyes. I steadily fixed my coat, trying to maintain my composure.

"I needed help," she uttered in a babyish voice.

"What kind of help?" I asked, trying hard not to show how uneasy she was making me. I didn’t want to be speaking with my stepsister when she was acting this way.

"Umm, I got an injury, and since I don’t have a wolf, I wanted Kaye—oops! Professor Kaye—to take a look at it," she said, childishly putting her hand over her mouth after forgetting his title.

I groaned. "He is not a doctor."

"I know, but he can take a look and tell me if I need to go to the doctor," she replied. She wasn’t acting like her usual self. That’s when I remembered the guesthouse was empty. Is this how she truly behaves when she’s not around others?

"It’s alright, you can leave—" she said, but before she could finish, I turned to leave. Her next words, however, stopped me dead in my tracks. _{ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com}