The filming paused, and Noah immediately pulled Sylvia into a corner.

“What are you doing here?!” he snapped.

“I already told you,” Sylvia replied, trying to sound casual, “Mom asked me to come take care of you.”

Noah’s expression darkened with disappointment. “Even now, you’re still lying?! I’m starting to wonder… how much of what you’ve told me before was ever true?”

Sylvia knew she couldn’t get away with lying this time, so she admitted it honestly. “I wanted to join this variety show. It’s been ages since I’ve been on camera!”

“I already told you when I was in the hospital—not to come!”

“Brother, you’ve changed! Before, no matter...