My Accidental Husband Is My Revenge Partner - Chapter 215 215

Chapter 215: Sibling Reconcile
At Xastia Company,

Anastasia flipped through some documents Leo had placed on her table just a while ago, her eyebrows furrowing as she read through the documents one after the other.

“Now six people want to impeach me,” she wondered, her frown turning into a smirk as it stretched on her lips.

It’s been almost two weeks since Anastasia took over the company, and the shareholders have been rather quiet than she’d expected them to be.

She thought once she started her work, they would bring one complaint about her or another. But rather, they were teaming up, convincing other shareholders to impeach her, totally forgetting she was the highest stockholder of the company.

“They shouldn’t make me laugh,” she mumbled to herself, closing the document and moving to another.

After a few hours of working in silence, a phone call decided to break it.

Anastasia stared at her phone screen, a little stunned since the person who was calling her was the least of the people she thought would call her.

She picked up the call. “Hello.”

“Are you still at your company?” Tracie asked from the other line, her voice calm and neutral.

“Y-yes—” She quickly checked the time on her wristwatch. “I’m leaving soon, why?”

“I’m waiting outside, I want us to go somewhere,” Tracie replied, then she hung up on the call without giving Anastasia a chance to ask why she was at the company.

Quickly, Anastasia arranged her files, grabbed her bag, and zoomed out of the office after wishing her employees a good night.

At the lobby, Tracie was seated on a chair, her legs crossed as she read a magazine.

She wore black pants, with an extra large black top, then a plain black baseball cap rested on the top of her head. In contrast with her dark makeup, one would think she was a school bully.

In addition to her aura that attracted attention, no one dared to come close to her as she naturally chewed a gum, flipping through another page of the magazine she was reading.

Feeling someone’s gaze on her, Tracie raised her head to find Anastasia staring at her.

“Why are you standing there looking at me for? If you want a picture then I can pose for ya,” Tracie casually said, dropping the magazine—uncrossing her legs, and fixing her cap as she pulled a smile on her lips which completely changed her demeanor.

The employees who kept stealing glances at her nearly bumped into each other with just that action that almost blinded their eyes.

Unable to resist, Anastasia pulled out her phone and took a picture of her sister. Tracie ended up posing a few more times until Anastasia was satisfied.

Since the time Richard attacked her at the Clark mansion, Tracie had softened towards her, which not only took Anastasia by surprise, but she wished it would last longer.

“What are you doing here?” Anastasia asked as they stepped out of the building.

“I came to pick you up. Besides, I want to take you somewhere,” Tracie replied, her hands in her pocket, looking like a natural tomboy as she led Anastasia toward her car.

“We’re going somewhere?” Anastasia asked, her eyes widened in disbelief, and Tracie nodded.

Anastasia tried to cup her excitement as she allowed Tracie to take them where she wanted to take her.

However, as soon as they got out of the car, Ana’s excitement died down.

“Where’s this place?” She asked, glancing at the building before them.

“Come in.” Tracie led the way, ignoring her question.

A few minutes later, Anastasia was in a sleeveless white cotton vest, and a pair of black pants with a gun in her hand. On her ears were ear protection and eye goggles rested on the bridge of her nose.

“I thought we were going shopping,” she mumbled under her breath when she looked at herself in the mirror.

“Shopping? You should have said so and I would’ve taken you shopping,” Tracie replied, cocking her gun and making the first shot at the dummy before them.

Anastasia grumbled some words under her breath while Tracie released a soft chuckle.

“I spoke with Xavier today and he said you aren’t that good at shooting. So, as a responsible elder sister I am, I’ve taken it upon myself to do the needful. That’s why I brought you to my shooting range to learn,” Tracie explained.

“So, in case those shareholders start giving you a hard time, you can just pull out your gun and give them a hole in the head. You don’t have to worry about their bodies, I will take care of it,” she assured, firing another bullet at the dummy.

“You’re something else,” Anastasia mumbled, aiming at her dummy, then firing. Unfortunately, she missed it. “If I remember correctly a few months ago, all you wanted me to do was go and never come back. You said it several times I was tempted to make it a ringtone of mine,” she teased, chuckling but stopped when Tracie didn’t follow along.

“That was just me being foolish and all, thinking my plan would work,” Tracie said with a sad smile.

“What plan?” Anastasia asked with eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

“I wanted you to hate me, that was my plan. If I hadn’t left your side to help Xavier kill the assassin that was chasing us that time, you wouldn’t have disappeared—you would have been with us. We would’ve never been separated.”

Tracie’s face turned red and Anastasia got her bottled water immediately.

After sipping, Tracie continued, “It was all my fault, and I kept blaming myself for everything. That was why after you were found, I thought the only way I could feel better was if you hated me. I deserved to be hated anyway. I was so careless. I was the reason you disappeared.”

Without further warning, Tracie burst into tears and Anastasia quickly wrapped her hands around her to soothe her, gently patting her back.