Chapter 416 Going to Vegas

Andrea sat in his new place that Eligos gave to him, popping a steak that he ordered for his dinner for the night. The big TV in the center of the room tuned in, showing some news about a woman named Claire Peterson getting arrested. Andrea’s eyes narrowed. “Wait a minute,” he muttered, stabbing the meat, “Isn’t she…? So, Ms. Perfect Claire actually got herself into trouble,” he muttered, half in amusement, half in disbelief. He leaned closer to the screen. There she was, his supposed half-sister—Claire Peterson—being escorted by police, dressed impeccably in some designer outfit, even while handcuffed. Andrea scoffed. She looked like she had money pouring out of her pockets. Fancy clothes, a shiny car, important people at her side. Meanwhile, he was scraping by in a cramped apartment, his mom’s medical bills piling up. “She probably doesn’t even know I exist,” he muttered bitterly. Years of work to pay off debts, and all this time, he had a rich half-sister somewhere in the wo