Chapter 1828 It's My Fault

Andrea's hand was tightly grasped.

Alistair's eyes seemed to shoot fire as he roared angrily. "Andrea, what are you doing?"

"Sl*t! Scumbag! Cheaters!" Andrea was not afraid. Her eyes were full of hatred.

She cursed angrily and looked at the young woman, wishing she could strangle her to death.

There was a crisp sound.

Alistair slapped Andrea hard.

"Are you nuts? She's my sister." Alistair gritted his teeth and shouted coldly.

He immediately looked at his sister Beatrice.

Beatrice covered her face. She had never been slapped in her life. The pain caused her to tear, and she stared blankly at the drunken Andrea.

"Brother, is this your… girlfriend?" Beatrice's eyes reflected deep disgust.

Andrea was stunned by the slap and also by Alistair's statement.

She completely sobered up. She froze in place, unable to speak for a long time.

Alistair brought his sister into the villa, coaxed her gently, and put some ointment to soothe her face.

‘That woman is his sister?

‘Upon closer l