She said, “Clarissa, the whole family would welcome you back, but you can’t just disrespect the Holmes family like this. Your first hit movie showed every single part of you!
“Dad was furious when he found out! Someone as dirty as you needs to be thoroughly cleansed before allowed entry. Let’s start with your clothes!”
As she reached out to grab my clothes, I slapped her forcefully and shouted, “Don’t you dare!”
I added, “Even if I wasn’t a Holmes, I’m still a million-dollar celebrity! I’m warning you—if you touch me again, we’ll settle this in court!”
Nancy held her cheek, glaring at me furiously. “How dare you!”
Sensing the drama they craved, the paparazzi shoved their microphones toward Nancy.
“Ms. Holmes! Rissa is a top celebrity. Aren’t you happy to have such a famous sister?” one asked.
“Since Rissa is biologically a Holmes, don’t you think you’re being a bit harsh?”
Nancy suddenly chuckled, the cunning gleam in her eyes in sharp contrast to her sincere tone. “Of course, I’m happy to have a sister, but this is Dad’s decision.”
She continued, “Besides, I’m about to debut in the industry myself, but I know what’s appropriate and what isn’t. I would never sell my body for attention! So, neither of us is better than the other!”
“As her sister and the Holmes family heiress, I’m simply trying to teach her our family’s standards,” Nancy added.
I let out a mocking laugh. “Heiress? Wait until the Holmes family actually acknowledges you. Right now, you’re just a cuckoo playing play-pretend in someone else’s house.”
Nancy trembled with rage but dared not touch me in front of the cameras.
I smirked, fixing my hair. “What’s wrong? Wasn’t this supposed to be a family reunion? If you won’t accept me, I’ll leave.”
The paparazzi jumped at the opportunity. One asked, “We heard the Holmes family initiated this reunion, so why are they shutting Rissa out now?”
“Are they really looking down on her critically acclaimed art film?” another pressed.
“Do rich people just not understand art?”
Nancy turned pale, her lips quivering without forming words.
Just then, the Holmes family’s senior butler rushed in, addressing Nancy first. “Miss, Mr. Holmes Senior saw the livestream and said he’ll be back soon!”
Then, he turned to me with contempt in his voice. “He said actors always love to make a scene! Don’t worry about this; you’re his only daughter! No one can bully you!”
