Swapping Parents Every September, But They Only Choose My Sister Chapter 07
My aunt Maris’s daughter. Iris, was two years younger than me.Â
Her parents had always valued the son who would inherit theÂ
family’s resources, so her place at home was much like mine had been. She was always overlooked.Â
Even after cutting contact with Silvercreek Pack, I kept in touch with her.Â
Whenever she had questions about course planning or academy applications, I helped.Â
After graduating from Royal Frostvale Warrior Academy, I stayed in the North for a graduate program in advanced tactics and Pack Command.Â
Iris saw the pictures I posted and reached out to congratulate me.Â
Aveline, Uncle Dorian and Aunt Marina don’t like Arden as much as they used to.”Â
That was unexpected.Â
Arden used to steal money from the house to treat her friends, and Mom still couldn’t bring herself to truly scold her.Â
I had thought they would tolerate her forever unless she did something catastrophic.Â
When I didn’t stop her, Iris eagerly continued.Â
Two years earlier, Dad went downstairs to collect a delivery.Â
When he returned, he found that a bid proposal for a pack project had been completely deleted from his computer.Â
He searched every backup and assumed the system had malfunctioned.Â
Then he asked Arden, and she answered innocently.Â
Your desktop was a mess, so I cleaned it up for you.Â
“Why keep all those random files? Doesn’t it look much better now?”Â
Dad nearly made himself sick with rage.Â
He had spent two months on that proposal, and it was due the next day.Â
But he didn’t even have time to be angry. He stayed up all night rebuilding it.Â
After working until morning, he developed chest pain and ended up in the hospital.Â
He scolded Arden a few times, and Mom was upset with him for it.Â
Two years later, Mom was the one paying the price.Â
When Arden entered her final year at the academy, MomÂ
used a connection to secure her an internship at a consulting firm that worked with the pack.Â
Arden lasted one week before deciding the hours were too long. She simply stopped showing up without requesting leave.Â
Mom made several apologetic calls before the firm agreed to let her return.Â
In the second month, Arden inflated an expense claim. The finance department caught it immediately and contacted Mom.Â
Mom had to make call after call that night to explain what had happened.Â
Out of options, she moved Arden to an internship in her own pack administration office.Â
With Mom there to protect her, Arden became even more careless.Â
She arrived late on the first day.Â
She watched shows at her desk on the second.Â
On the third day, Mom left to handle pack business and asked Arden to receive a signed agreement from a partner.Â
Mom repeatedly told her to put it safely on the desk.Â
When Mom returned, the document was gone.Â
Arden said she had mistaken it for scrap paper and tossed it into the recycling bin. The cleaning staff had already taken it away.Â
The partner refused to sign another copy, and the entire deal collapsed.Â
It was almost September, and Dad was due to take Arden for the next year anyway. Mom packed her bags that same night and sent her straight to him.Â
Iris couldn’t stop laughing.Â
Arden is just like my brother now. All the problems caused by spoiling them as children are finally showing.Â
“My parents have been worn down by my brother too. They finally remembered they have a daughter who gets good grades.Â
Now they’re finding information about pack companies for me and asking me to come home after graduation.Â
What about you, Aveline? Uncle Dorian and Aunt Marina must regret everything now, right?”Â
I reminded her calmly, “Don’t give in too easily.Â
Once you sink into that mess, getting out tears away part of you.”Â
iris stopped laughing and answered solemnly. “I understand.”Â
Of course my parents had regrets.Â
Dad called more often two years ago. Mom sent plenty of messages after this summer break.Â
None of it moved me.Â
If I foolishly went back and Arden suddenly stopped causing trouble…Â
I would end up exactly where I had started.Â
I hadn’t forgotten anything, and I would never go back.Â
