A familiar, soft and tender voice came from upstairs.
Immediately, Skye Brown saw a graceful figure appear within her sight.
Susan Brown, wearing an exquisite dress and long black hair, walked down step by step like a refined young lady.
Skye Brown's moist eyes turned slightly cold.
Not that it's particularly stinging, but even after all these years, she was used to the Brown family's indifference towards her.
Encountering Susan, who was pampered by Stewart Brown like a princess, living naively and purely even in her twenties.
Skye still felt... uncomfortable.
It was a discomfort that instinctively arose from deep within her heart.
Even if Susan wasn't really that bad to her.
But the different fates of people still made it difficult for Skye to respond with a close attitude towards this rare innocent sister of the Brown family.
"Sister... Sister, is that really you! I've missed you so much, it's been so many years..."
