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

bored expression like she’d just woken up, though I knew she’d been up for hours.

“Oh,” she said, blinking slowly with practiced innocence. “Did you need something?”

“You parked behind me,” I said flatly. “Move your car.”

She looked past me toward the driveway like she was just now noticing the obvious problem. “Oh my God. I didn’t realize you needed continue reading …