Claimed by My First Love's Brother (by Evergreen) novel Chapter 458

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“That man?”

My heart suddenly trembled violently, and I asked incredulously, “Are you talking about… Reynaldo?”

However, it’s impossible. Before I met him, I didn’t know Reynaldo at all.

But why that day, even Reynaldo said I had forgotten things from my childhood.

What on earth is going on?

Winston took a deep drag on his cigarette, blowing smoke rings as he said, “You would never guess that my seemingly quiet and reserved older brother would one day start collecting a girl’s photo and often stare at it in a daze.”

“Ha, you can’t imagine, at 18, he was almost lovesick.”

Listening to Winston’s words, my heart was beating fast.

I could hardly believe that what he described would be Reynaldo.

And there was his so–called photo, the girl in the photo, would it be me, or Kimberly?

I looked at Winston, my heart trembling non–stop.

Ilicked my chapped lips and asked him, “Who is the girl in the photo?”

“Ha!” Winston gave me a strange smile and said word by word, “It’s you.”

“No, it’s not possible!”

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I shook my head unconsciously, although I couldn’t believe it, but a huge wave had already risen in my heart.

Winston leaned back against the box with both hands, his upper body arched backwards, one leg crossed over the other.

He lazily smiled and said, “How could it not be possible? It’s you from high school, I even saw him gently caressing that photo.”

Although Winston spoke so confidently, I still couldn’t believe it in my

heart.

I even had some doubts whether the girl in the photo was just someone who looked very similar to me, but in fact, it wasn’t me.

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But at this moment in Winston’s words, it seemed to take on another layer

of meaning, it seemed that Reynaldo liked me, so he did that.

At that moment, I couldn’t distinguish what was the truth.

Winston chuckled softly and said, “From childhood to adulthood,

everyone has always compared me to that man.”

Although everyone has always been praising me, belittling him, and even using his dimness to set off my brightness.

But I also knew that it was just their way of flattering me.

How many times have I heard them gossiping behind my back, saying that

was not as good as him at all, saying that I was just riding on the coattails of my stepmother.

They said I won the painting award, but I just used his work without permission.

Ah, from that time on, I was always competing with him, whatever he had, I had to have, whatever he didn’t have, I had to have too.

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