Summary
I became the Male Lead’s villainous stepsister.
Logically speaking, I should have been walking on eggshells, trying to suck up to him and cling to his coattails for dear life.
But-I’m the older sister, aren’t I?
When the weather got hot, I kicked up my feet and ordered him around as if it were the most natural thing in the world. “Go get your sister an ice cream!”
The Male Lead: “…Okay.”
When the weather turned cold, I snuggled under my duvet and called out to him, “Sister wants some strawberries~”
The Male Lead: “…Fine.”
Later on.
That same powerhouse who took the business world by storm had a single contact pinned to the top of his phone. The nickname read: Beautiful Sister.