Mia Powell stared at her little brother in shock, her eyes wide as saucers. For a moment, the world seemed to tilt on its axis.
Then, the shock morphed into a sudden, explosive fury.
Wham!
She kicked Matthew squarely in the butt with her silk-slippered foot.
"You stinky brat! Getting married is such a huge event, and you didn't even tell your sister? And you have a child? A child?"
She grabbed his ear, twisting it gently but firmly. "Confess! Tell me everything! What else have you done in these six years? Did you join a cult? Did you become a monk? Speak!"
Matthew winced theatrically, though her grip wasn't actually painful. He held onto her arm like a eunuch supporting the Empress Dowager, smiling sheepishly. "Sis, calm down! Please, let go of the ear. I'll explain everything slowly
