Chapter 118 Half-sister

Jace scowled, visibly annoyed, though the expression vanished the moment he caught sight of Ashton behind me.

‘A friend,’ he muttered, sullen.

‘Who?’ I pressed.

‘Just a friend.’

‘I’m asking for a name.’

Irritation flickered in his eyes. He looked like he’d rather punch me than answer me.

But then he looked me up and down again, and something shifted. A smug glint replaced the irritation.

‘I guess it doesn’t matter if you know now. I was calling Cathy.’

‘Cathy? Catherine Vance?’

He crossed his arms and gave a slow nod. ‘Yeah, that Cathy. Bet you didn’t see that one coming, eh?’

So I’d been right. The number was Catherine’s.

‘She’s a friend of yours?’

‘More than a friend, actually.’

‘Girlfriend?’ I guessed.

Jace snorted. ‘Hell no. She’s my…’ He paused, watching me closely. ‘Sister.’

‘Your sister?’ I repeated, incredulous. ‘You mean like a cousin?’

‘No. I mean actual sister. Same mother. Real deal.’