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[6] I Will Cook For You

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Vanessa remained standing exactly where Clara had left her, as if her body had forgotten how to move.

One hand was still pressed against her cheek, the skin burning from the sharp slaps Clara had delivered moments earlier, while her other hand clutched the delicate fabric over her racing heart as though she needed to physically hold it in place.

Her breathing came unevenly, her mind spinning in confusion, and her wide eyes reflected a disbelief she couldn't hide.

For years-years-Clara
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  • I Am Their Mother: Rebirth Of The Wicked Stepmother    [84] You Are Removed From Your Positions

    The silence that followed Jade’s declaration barely lasted a second before it fractured completely. It was impossible for it not to. Not in a room filled with people who had spent their entire lives wrapped in wealth, authority, and the dangerous belief that power made them untouchable. Pride lived in every corner of that room. Ego sat at the table with them. And Gloria, of all people, was not a woman who tolerated defiance, especially not from her own son. For years, she had controlled every conversation with nothing more than a look. Her composure had always been flawless, sharpened into something elegant and intimidating all at once. But now, for the first time in a very long time, cracks began to show. Her fingers tightened slowly around the edge of the table, the diamonds on her rings catching the light as her hand trembled almost imperceptibly. Her breathing became sharper, more controlled in the way people breathed when they were trying not to explode. Then fin

  • I Am Their Mother: Rebirth Of The Wicked Stepmother    [83] You Stopped Being My Mom Long Ago

    The threat was clear and direct, making everyone in the room held its breath. But Jade... Jade smiled. It definitely wasn't wasn’t warm or friendly. It was the kind of smile that made people wish they hadn’t spoken at all. “My place?” he repeated quietly, his voice soft... just too fucking soft. And the softness made it worse. Gloria’s fingers curled slightly against the table. Jade walked towards a seat without another word, before he sat down as if nothing had just happened, like a king settling onto his throne, unbothered, untouchable before he gives his final verdict. Connor and Evelyn exchanged quick glances before moving closer. “Jade…” Evelyn said carefully, her voice gentle but cautious. “Calm down. Let’s handle this properly. Don't let your anger dictate for you, please.” Connor added, his tone low but firm, “Yes, bro. Evelyn is right. Don’t make it worse than it already is. Let's talk about this calmly. And trust me, Lucas was amazing. He defended himself and

  • I Am Their Mother: Rebirth Of The Wicked Stepmother    [82] Gloria’s Fear

    Back at the mansion, the air felt different the moment Jade stepped inside. It was heavy, thick, and suffocating, like the walls themselves had already sensed what was about to unfold and were bracing for it. Conversations died the second he crossed the threshold. Even the faint clinking of cutlery had stopped, leaving behind a silence that felt unnatural, stretched too tight, like something would snap if anyone dared to speak too loudly. Jade didn’t remove his coat. Didn’t loosen his tie. Didn’t acknowledge anyone at the dining table, not his brothers, not their wives, not the relatives who had moments ago been talking so freely. He didn’t even look at them. And somehow, that was worse. Because his presence alone was enough to command attention. “Lucas.” His voice cut through the silence smoothly. The kind of calm that made people uneasy. Lucas, who had been standing stiffly near him, immediately straightened. For a brief second, he hesitated, not because he was afraid of Ja

  • I Am Their Mother: Rebirth Of The Wicked Stepmother    [81] Promise Of Danger

    The maid’s lips parted, but no sound came out. Tears pooled in her eyes, her hands clutching at her clothes like she could hold herself together. Clara tilted her head slightly. “Hm,” she hummed, almost thoughtfully. “Maybe you need help remembering.” The maid’s eyes widened. “Wait—” But Clara had already moved her hand. She tipped the cup, letting the hot coffee pour over the girl’s arm and shoulder. The scream that followed was immediate. It was sharp, piercing, and uncontrolled. "AAAAHHHH!!!" The maid recoiled violently, clutching herself as the heat burned through her skin, her body curling inward as she sobbed. “Please! Please—! Madam... Please!” Clara didn’t react or step back. She simply crouched slightly, bringing herself closer to eye level. “Did you drug me?” she asked again. “Yes!” the maid cried instantly, her voice breaking. “Yes, I did! I did!” “Good,” Clara said quietly. “See? That wasn’t so hard.” The maid sobbed harder, her body shaking. “Why?” Clara as

  • I Am Their Mother: Rebirth Of The Wicked Stepmother    [80] Did You Drug Me?

    Clara’s eyes narrowed slowly, the question forming before she even realized she was asking it. “…Where are they?” She started looking around for them as she called out to them. But there was no answer. Her heart instantly sank, a sickening feeling creeping in her throat. A sound came from her left. It was soft, like someone trying not to be noticed. Clara’s head snapped toward it. A maid stood there, half-hidden near the doorway, her hands trembling so badly they gave her away before anything else could. And the moment their eyes met. The girl screamed un shocked as fear paralyzed her. It wasn't a startled breath or a gasp. It was a full, raw, terrified scream that tore out of her throat as she had just seen something impossible. She stumbled backward, her heel catching against the edge of the rug, and she went down hard, her body hitting the floor with a dull thud as she scrambled away on her hands, shaking so violently she could barely move. Clara blinked once slowly and

  • I Am Their Mother: Rebirth Of The Wicked Stepmother    [79] Drowning Dream

    The darkness in Clara’s mind was not empty but loud. Not just noise but chaos. It was fractured, relentless, and invasive. It didn’t give her space to think, nor did it allow her to breathe. It pressed in from every direction, crowding her thoughts with memories that refused to stay still. They flickered too fast to grasp. One second... laughter. Real, bright, and reckless laughter. The kind that came from nights that blurred into mornings, from stages drenched in light and adrenaline. Her friends surrounded her, their faces familiar yet distant, as if she were seeing them through glass. Someone was shouting over the music. Someone else was singing off-key just to make her laugh. Then... “You’re going too far, Clara.” The voice cut through everything. It was sharp, familiar, and full of disapproval. The scene twisted before she could respond. “You never listen.” Another voice, colder this time. It was filled with tiredness and disappointment. Her chest tightened. Bu

  • I Am Their Mother: Rebirth Of The Wicked Stepmother    [35] A Wife Of Puzzle

    Back in the living area, Clara finally paused watching as the last of the boxes were carried upstairs. “Be careful with that one,” she said softly. “It’s fragile.” She said one last time. Only God knows how many times she'd said that phrase. “Yes, ma’am.” The workers disappeared, leaving the spac

  • I Am Their Mother: Rebirth Of The Wicked Stepmother    [32] Painful Memories Of Emily

    Jade simply went still. He locked in place as though every nerve in his body had been seized at once. His spine straightened, his shoulders tightened and his breath slowed. His eyes sharpened with a dangerous, almost predatory clarity, because that word, that one fragile, trembling word, had sli

  • I Am Their Mother: Rebirth Of The Wicked Stepmother    [27] Let's Sleep As Husband And Wife, Jade.

    Silence fell heavily on the other end as if Vanessa couldn’t process it, but Clara continued anyway, her tone dropping lower, quieter, far more dangerous, “I mean it. Whatever you’re playing at… I’m not interested. You fucking call my phone again and I will personally kill you for sure. You can try

  • I Am Their Mother: Rebirth Of The Wicked Stepmother    [7] Tasty Food

    Soon the aroma of freshly cooked food spread through the kitchen like a warm embrace, rich and inviting, wrapping around the room in a way that instantly softened the atmosphere. It wasn't the kind of elaborate, overly decorated cuisine usually presented at luxurious banquets, with fancy sauces a

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