My Spoiled Sister Demanded My New Sports Car—Then One Lie Too Many Blew Everything Up

family equilibrium.

I set my fork down deliberately. “No,” I said.

Zoe blinked like she’d never heard the word before, like it was a foreign language she couldn’t quite translate.

Mom frowned. “Miles—”

“No,” I repeated, calmer this time. “We’re not switching cars. That’s final.”

Zoe’s eyes hardened with calculation. Then she did what Zoe always did when continue reading …