I’m Someone Else

What does that make him if his own son was called a swine? Won’t it also make him a swine?! How dare she speak like that,
especially when Gavin is also her half-brother?!
“Norman Pearson!” Olivia stepped forward and bore into her father. She couldn’t believe he would actually hit Ophelie. What is
the meaning of this?! Has he gotten a kick out of hitting people now? First me, and now Ophelie. Do we mean nothing to him at
all?! What are Ophelie and I to him? Punching bags?!
“How dare you hit me, Norman Pearson!” Ophelie raged, pointing at Norman. “Very well. Remember this. You’ll rue this day!”
She no longer felt any father-daughter affection toward Norman, only hatred!
“I...” Norman wanted to speak up, but Olivia gave him no further chances, pointing at the bedroom door and demanding, “Please
leave my room now!”
At that, he took a deep breath. This was his own home, yet he was ordered to leave by his own daughters.
“If you don’t want to leave, fine. Ophelie and I will!”
Norman shook his head at once and left the bedroom.
After the commotion, the sisters didn’t feel like continuing the movie anymore. They sat on the bed and cried in each other’s
arms.
Father, what a ridiculous term. Norman Pearson doesn’t deserve to be called our father! Who is he to hit us?! Just because we
called Gavin a swine? Were we wrong to call a man who could even harass his own sisters a swine?!
Does he ever stop to think that there’s no reason for us to call Gavin a swine if he doesn’t behave like one?! Is it so hard to ask
what happened? Maybe it really is challenging for that b*stard of a father. Very well, have him protect his precious boy. After all,
we mean nothing to him anymore when he has a son to baby.
The sisters sat silently like that all morning, making no other noises other than muffled sobs.
At 2.00PM, their stomachs growled with hunger, and it was then that they finally grabbed the phone and ordered takeout.
Just as the two were having their lunch, Gavin returned, barging into Olivia’s room without knocking.

“My, look at you two, rather eating takeout than joining the reunion lunch.” Gavin didn’t mince his words as he sat on the couch,
speaking sarcastically.
These two sure are weirdos, choosing to eat takeout at home than enjoy a scrumptious feast at a nice five-star hotel. Well, aren’t
they just vile? That said, they’re a fine pair, these two. Word is that their deceased mother was a great beauty when she was
young and sure enough, these two inherited their mother’s excellent genes, especially Olivia. This woman is simply a bewitching
creature, causing chaos and calamity! I haven’t thought about anything else but her all day since seeing her this morning!
On the other hand, Olivia and Ophelie lost their appetite when they saw Gavin. They put down their food containers and stared
at him coldly.
“Oh, you’re done eating? Perfect, I have something to discuss with you two.”
“Sorry, we’re not interested in talking to you.” Olivia didn’t hesitate to speak bluntly. “Please leave. This is my bedroom.”
“Tsk!” Gavin sneered in response. Leave? Huh, as if! Who am I? The next patriarch of the Pearson Family, the one to make the
calls in the future! Even this villa is mine, yet you dare chase me away? Preposterous!
“Come on, don’t be so mean. I brought you gifts. You can make your decision after seeing them.” At that, he tossed the plastic
bag in his hand to Olivia.
They are carefully selected by moi, your future patriarch. Hope you like them.
Olivia and her sister instinctively glanced at the plastic bag, which seemingly contained clothes. However, they questioned
whether Gavin would actually be decent enough to get them clothes.
“What is this?” Ophelie pulled the clothes out of the plastic bag, only for the two girls to flush crimson at once.
“Gavin Pearson!” The two glared daggers at the young man at once, wanting to skin him alive.
“So? You two love it, don’t you? Haha! Come on, try them on. There might still be a place for you two in this family if I’m pleased
with your service. Hurry up, my patience is limited!”
Gavin had toyed with many women during his years abroad, but how could those mediocre women compare to Olivia and
Ophelie? It was only the three of them in the villa now, and he couldn’t contain his excitement any longer!

Olivia grabbed her sister, who was ready to fight, and walked out of the bedroom. Since Gavin refused to leave, well, they would
leave instead.
“You f*cking disrespectful b*tches!” Her actions infuriated Gavin. I’ve made it very clear, yet they still want to leave? How
disrespectful of them!
Enraged, Gavin charged behind Olivia and kicked her in the lower back.
“Ah!” Olivia screamed and fell to the ground.
“Olivia! Gavin Pearson, you son of a b*tch!” Ophelie’s eyes were filled with flames of anger as she turned around and charged at
Gavin.
Smack!
Having seen it coming, Gavin naturally wouldn’t let Ophelie hit him again. Instead, he gave her a solid slap, causing her to drop
to the ground.
At that, Gavin approached Olivia, who was lying on the ground, and cursed angrily, “You wretched woman! You should be
grateful that I took an interest in you. This is your last chance to think about whether you want to willingly serve me or be kicked
out of the Pearson Family! Do you f*cking think your influential mother is still alive?”
Bam! Bam! Bam!
Gavin, who had always been pampered, had never encountered a woman who disrespected him to this extent. The more he
thought about it, the angrier he became. He lifted his foot and booted Olivia several times with great force.
Crack!
Olivia blanched instantly, knowing full well that Gavin had broken her ribs.
“What a buzzkill!” He spat at the sisters and waltzed out of the villa. Since it was no fun here, he would look for other
entertainment elsewhere.
“Olivia!” Ophelie regained her senses and quickly took out her phone, dialing emergency services.