Chapter 477

Several men approached, led by a young man in his twenties. He had a buzz cut barely three millimeters long, with his scalp clearly visible. A cigarette dangled from his lips as he swaggered forward, his whole demeanor reeking of arrogance.

"Zane Thistle! Watch your tone with me. Even though your brother is gone, I’m still your sister-in-law, and I’m your elder!"

Upon seeing the young man, Anya’s expression instantly turned icy, and she snapped sharply.

"Haha, you still remember you’re my sister-in-law? How rare. But have you ever considered how my brother would feel, seeing you flirting with other men every day? Aren’t you afraid he’ll crawl out of his grave to have a word with you?"

Zane let out a weird laugh, showing not an ounce of respect for Anya. Instead, his eyes roamed over her graceful figure, a perverse gleam flickering in his gaze.

"Your brother is dead. Who I’m with is none of your business! And if you dare look at