A few days later...
Stephanie walked out of the shooting range, removing her wrist guards when she noticed a maid waiting for her.
"Ms. Campbell, your sister is here to celebrate your birthday. Mr. Nelson asked me to escort you back to your room—he and your sister are waiting for you there."
Stephanie froze, her hands pausing mid-motion.
Her sister? Tiffany? Here for her birthday?
What a joke. Tiffany had hated her for as long as she could remember, probably wishing Stephanie had never even been born. Why would she suddenly come to celebrate her birthday?
Thinking back to the last time Tiffany had met Theodore, Stephanie raised an eyebrow, quickly guessing Tiffany's real reason for being here.
'She's probably just using my birthday as an excuse to get close to Theodore.'
But what w
