The Supreme Soldier in the City

Gina Lopez’s mind raced, wondering if Emily Lopez liked someone else, then it was fine for her to compete, regardless of success or failure, it didn’t concern her—but now the person in question was James Brown, which complicated matters significantly. What if James and Emily ended up together? How would she face going home? How could she, as the older sister, stay in this family?

Frowning, Gina Lopez helplessly said, "Emily, have you ever thought about what our parents would think if you and James got together and we went back home?"

Emily Lopez shrugged off the concern with pride, "Just tell them the truth. Since you don’t want your brother-in-law, naturally, I have the right to fight for him. Besides, I think our parents actually like him quite a lot. They won’t be upset if I steal him to be my husband."

Gina suddenly turned her head and glared hatefully at James Brown, then turned back to Emily and gritted her teeth, "Fine, Emily, I’m telling you now, I want to be with James, so you better give up this idea!"

Suddenly dumbfounded, James didn’t know what to make of the situation. It was one thing for Emily to act up, but Gina was also pulling this stunt.

Emily sprang up furiously, "Gina, can you not, you said you two were fake, and now you want to stir up trouble!"

Gina, holding her shoulders, regained her composed CEO demeanor, "Though James and I were fake before, after living together for so long, I find he’s actually quite nice. He can cook, protect me, and even my parents like him. He’s also very considerate; he took care of me all night when I was sick. I’m not really one to look after the household, being with him, I think I’d be very happy."

Emily, infuriated to the point of despair, shouted, "You’re so despicable, clearly saying you didn’t want him, but now that you see I do, you come to compete with me."

Gina gave a faint smile, "I can yield to you in other areas, but not in this matter. I will never back down."

Emily, seething with rage as if ready to fight to the death, shouted, "Gina! I’m telling you, I won’t back down."

"Neither will I!" Gina declared, cool and collected.