Chapter 653

Noelle noticed Donovan looked so pissed off he could open a paint shop with all the shades of red on his face, and that alone made her enjoy her dinner a little more than usual. Donovan glared at her. "Noelle, are you done yet?" She teased, "Aww, you're mad already? You're the oldest, so you should be the mature one. Don't be so petty. We're family, remember? Taking a loss is a blessing and all that." Noelle hit him with his own favorite catchphrases, and Donovan was so furious that he stormed away from the table. She actually laughed out loud—he really had no one to blame but himself for always preaching that crap. "Noelle, you've got no right to go around preaching about 'family. ' Look at the stuff you've done—none of it looks like something a real family member would do," Wyatt snapped. Noelle shot him a cold look. "I was just mouthing off. Do you actually take that seriously? Being related to you feels like a cosmic curse." She finished eating quickly, pushed her chair back,