Back at the so-called home, Nicole couldn't help knitting her brows.

Reclining on the sofa, Tammy Baker was eating sunflower seeds. After a glance at Nicole, she spat the shell on the floor.

"Nicole, why are you back so late? Sweep the floor; it's dirty!"

As soon as she put the easel on the table, Tammy's bluff voice came over, followed by her body.

Nicole took a glance at her step-sister, who was two years younger. The girl liked braids, had a pretty face, and wore knock-offs.

It was not that Nicole couldn't tolerate her sister, but Tammy was not an adorable girl.

Ever since Nicole's mother got married and brought her to this family, her sister had tried every means to give her a hard time.

"Yikes, why do you come back all wet? Ah, there is mud on you. Did our chaste girl roll in the grass?"

"Out of the way, leave me alone!"

In a bad mood, Nicole randomly pushed Tammy.

Tammy looked incredulously at her and then strained her voice to snarl, "Nicole, what are you doing!"

"What did mom tell you? You should be modest to your sister. How dare you push me? Aren't you afraid of me telling mom on you?"

Nicole clenched her fists and tightened her muscles.

Mom, not again. Nicole even doubted whether she was the stepdaughter.

In agony, she closed her eyes, unwilling to continue with the pointless argument, and walked straight to the bathroom.

She turned on the shower, bore the scouring hot water, slowly squatted down, covered her face, and sobbed faintly amid the pitter-patter.

No one would care about what happened to her. In the so-called home, Nicole was all by herself!

Tammy's voice came in. She seemed to be having a call.

"Mm."

"For what business are you looking for the owner of this phone?"

"Your young master was saved?"

"Who is your young master?"

"What! Hugh Edwards, son of real estate tycoon Sam Edwards?"

"Yeh, I am the owner of the phone!"

"My name is Tammy Baker, and I live at 138 Firmiana Street."

...

Tammy's boyfriend was coming again. At the thought of the obscene gaze from that young man, Nicole unhappily turned off the shower, pulled on her clothes, and got out of the bathroom.

Unexpectedly, Tammy was still in her room.

As Nicole suddenly showed up, she hastily stood up and dropped something with a thud.

It was Nicole's cell phone!

"What are you doing with my phone?"

Prying into her privacy again? Displeased, Nicole reached out to snatch it.

"Why are you so anxious? Who likes your stupid phone!"

"Nicole, tell me, how did you save the young master of the Edwards Family?"

"None of your business!"

Nicole's heart was racing. From where did Tammy learn about the rescue?

How much did she know?

If Tammy knew about her loss of chastity, the news would spread to all their acquaintances within half a day.

With a coquettish smile, Tammy tossed the phone on the table and raised her head, "They gave a call. Are you still trying to hide it?"

"I don't know what you're talking about!"

Sick of her sister, Nicole took the phone and wanted to leave.

"Nicole, the Edwards Family is not suitable for you. You are born to be poor and will get killed in that kind of place. Why don't you give up the opportunity to me? Once I become a young mistress, I can guarantee you and mom a wealthy life."

"Psycho!"

Jingle...

In her annoyance, she received a text message.

"I have to go abroad for an emergency. My butler was asked to pick you up. Name your requests, don't hold back."

Who was this?

“Who is this?” Nicole thought for a while and texted back.

“You man!”

Was this the very man today?

Was Tammy speaking the truth?

"Nicole, give me your phone, and I'll give you my iPhone in exchange!"

Hearing the message prompt, the overbearing girl got up and pounced on Nicole.

Nicole immediately stepped back and kept avoiding her.

While they were scrambling, the door was suddenly opened.