Laurence knew well that she's not that little girl anymore. She's a grown-up young lady. She's not a minor as well. Somehow, his mind and heart are a mess when it comes to her. How can he not love her more than a sister? She's a bright girl and she's not like one of those girls around.

"Do you want a beer?" He asked. 

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She shook her head. He went to the kitchen to the bar to get beers then he brings it over to the family room. He drinks more than eating as they watch some horror movies.

Somehow, horror movies don't scare her anymore. He moved closer to her and he took one cushion and place it over her lap and he pillow there as they the movie. He sat up to have another drink.

"Isn't too early for you to drink that?"

"Stop nagging, mom." He messed her hair.

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Cyra watched as the butler pour her herbal tea in front of her and he moved it close to her. She finished typing on her laptop and she put it away as she took the tea and bring it to her lip. Now, rating the butler.

She likes how her tea is made by him. She likes the food that he cooked for her every meal since she and Natalia had very different wants in their every lunch, breakfast, dinner, or snacks. So, the maid and butler make separate foods for both of them.

"I'm going off shopping." She said and she finished her tea.

"Then, I'll drive you." Butler Samson. She didn't say anything at all as she folded her laptop and she went to her room and closed it.

She went to her walk-in closet, pick her casual clothes. She started with peeling off her clothes and she stared at herself in the mirror. She loses weight. Maybe a lot. She checked the marks of dark bruises, purple with yellowish color around or mixing. She also needs a check-up from her doctor.

Before she went off to shopping, she told her butler to drive her to the Olympia Medical Hospital. She told him to wait in the reception area and he did way. So, she went to her doctor's office to get her results.

"Miss Pattinson." Dr. Walter greeted her and she smiled at her. "Here are your results." She showed it to her and she read the results. She is positive. "So, you have Chronic Leukemia Stage two."

She stared at the results and she nodded.

"We should proceed with chemotherapy. We can't let it spread, Miss Pattinson."

"I understand."

"So, any symptoms?"

"Yes, I have more bruises." She said and she removed her jacket and showed it to the doctor.

"I'll draw an amount of blood to test it again."

"Yes, do that." She nodded at her.

She takes on a few more tests and after an hour. She went out. She buys herself fresh milk from the vending machine and she drank it as she rested on the bench.

"Lady Cyra, is everything alright?" Butler Samson somehow found her.

"Yeah."

"I need to check on you." He said.

"There's no need. It's about my research. You don't need to go through that."

"I need to make sure that you are healthy." Butler Samson insisted.

"I am healthy." She said and she finished the milk until she stood. Somehow, after she got her blood draw, she felt very dizzy. It's because of anemia too.

"You don't look healthy to me." He said.

"Okay, smartass." She shrugged at him. "Let's cancel the shopping. I need to get ready with another exam." She stood and started walking and she threw the box of empty milk on the trash can. "Damn, I shouldn't have brought him here with me." She mumbled.

"What do you want for dinner?" Butler Samson asked as he clicked on the elevator. They waited for it to open and she leaned on the wall. The Butler gently pulled her from there and hold her both arms.

"So, I had thought of something for dinner. If you want something new."

"I'll go for red meat." She said and the elevator door open. She stepped in and she leaned on the corner.

"You look pale." He reached her chin and stared at her eyes.

"I am fine." She pushed his hand.

"You don't look fine to me."

"Whatever." She mumbled.

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Laurence is already snoring before the movie ended. So, while her so foster brother sleeps, pillowing over her lap, she watched him and admired him. He's just handsome, sexy, and a great hunk.

She carefully traces her fingertips to his thick brows, down to his pointed nose. She then stared at his kissable lips. She had felt it and tasted it. Now, it's tempting her again. Geez. She's too young to fall in love but she did love him.

She bent down and kissed his forehead and she gently slipped off from the pillow over her lap and she cleaned up the table. After that, she put a blanket over him and she went to her music room to prepare her cello. She needed to practice day and night for this.

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Laurence woke up from the very sound and he stayed there lying on the carpet and listened more. She didn't miss any notes and it's like she's playing it with her emotions. Before she auditioned it's somehow hard for her to choose a musical instrument to play. However, she falls in love with the cello that's why he bought her a personalized bow.

He sat up and went to the bathroom to piss and he kept the door open so he could listen to her. He flushed the toilet and then washed his hands and dry it. He checked the time. It's already three in the afternoon and he should cook for dinner.

He checked the grocery. He only bought limited so, he went to the music room and found her massaging her fingers.

"Hey, wanna go outside? I think I should cook for dinner." He shrugged.

"Okay. I want to clear my heads so, I'm up for it."

"Good. Grab your jacket." He winked at her and he went to his closet, removed his shirt, and took another. Then, he grabbed his jacket and then his wallet, phone, and car keys to his Roll-Royce SUV.

Esme is waiting at the main door for him. He approached her and patted her head.

"Are we going to walk?" She asked.

"Nope. The supermarket is a few blocks away."

It takes five minutes for them to reach the store and he parked his car and they entered the supermarket. She looked around and searched for anything that she wanted to buy since Laurence is going to pay for it. While she's going through the beverages, she heard a familiar voice on the alcohol shelves. She watched the blonde girl laughing and wrapping herself to a man.

She creased her brows. It's Alexis and who's the guy? Are Laurence and Alexis supposed to be together? The two make out on the corner and she looked away and approached Laurence.

"Something wrong?" He asked.

"I'll—talk about it later." She smiled at him.

"Hmm, okay." He shrugged. He patted her head like he usually did and they went to the toiletries and she bought few things like pads. "I think you should take diapers instead."

She frowned at him and smacked his chest hard. He laughed and he let her take whatever she needed.

Laurence saw Alexis with her ex-boyfriend and he ignored it and continue on their grocery. She took the things that she needed it and put it on the trolley.

"Can we go shopping?" She asked.

"Yeah, sure." He checked the time. It's now four-thirty and they had gathered everything. "We only have one hour and a half to shopping. What do you want to buy?"

"Shoes and my dress for the audition."

"You have hundreds of dresses…"

"I need one that isn't flashy. I just need a plain and simple dress and shoes."

"But with great quality." He nodded. "Let's do that."

They went to the counter and there, they met Alexis with a man. Alexis gaped and looked up at Laurence.

"Hi, Alexis." Esme greeted with a smile.

"H-Hi," she greeted in a little awkward way. Esme nudged her brother and he covered her mouth and turned her away from Alexis. She removed his hand that touched many things and she took out a hand sanitizer and poured it to his hand.

"You are disgusting." She took the wipes and wiped her lips and around it. He rubbed his hands with the sanitizer. "I wonder where you keep putting that dirty hands of yours." She mumbled.

"You are too harsh on me," Laurence complained to her.

"Why won't I?" She argued back. "You started with placing it my head and wiped it there. Do you know how many times should I wash my hair because of your hands?"

"Hey, I wash my hands too," Laurence argued back.

"I'm so telling mom about this. I don't want to get caught with any virus you have."

Laurence sneered at her.

"I'm not paying for your dress and shoes."

"Fine with me. Do you want to get kicked out then?"

He stopped.

"I'm sorry, sissy. Don't tell mom, okay?" he grinned at her. She rolled her eyes. "Spoiled brat." He mumbled. It's he's a fault too that she's spoiled.