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“Uhm… uhm… uhm…” Mrs. Vellama coughed lightly as she spoke from behind Dark and Roxane. “You might end up causing something unexpected with all that flirting,” Mrs. Vellama said gently, a voice Roxane was only hearing clearly now. “So Mama Dark is really just putting on a show… Is this really my mom now?! Oh well, whatever,” Roxane muttered to herself, a mischievous plan clearly forming in her mind. “Since you’re actually kind… I might as well go all out!” Roxane added silently, then walked toward Mrs. Vellama, leaving Dark behind. “Mom…” Roxane called sweetly, her voice soft with a hint of playful mischief, causing Levie and Mrs. Sebastian to frown. Dark only smiled at his wife’s antics. “Don’t get too close to me. Stay away,” Vellama whispered while forcing a smile, since the Sebastian family—and her son Dark—were watching. “Mom, don’t be shy! We’re family here!” Roxane teased insistently, wearing a serious face that barely hid her playfulness. Her knees were subtly mo

I’m pregnant too… why?! Levie’s mind screamed even now, even though their confrontation had already ended earlier. Meanwhile, Mrs. Vellama kept complaining about what had happened. “What that maid did was humiliating!” Mrs. Vellama muttered angrily to herself, almost shaking with rage. “She talks as if she’s someone important—when she has no breeding at all! How dare she speak that way to the Sebastian family?!” Still unsatisfied, she slightly lifted her chin and raised an eyebrow. “If it were up to me, I would have already thrown that woman out of this house. She acts more like the owner when she’s nothing but a mere maid!” Her lips were tightly pressed together, mockery obvious in her tone. “I really can’t accept this! It’s as if she has the right to decide who should be believed and who deserves respect. Ridiculous!” Mrs. Vellama shook her head, her eyes flashing. “If she’s already acting like this now, what more when she actually gives birth? Dark might end up completely

“W-will you let me go now? Has Dark already decided to release me and make Roxane and me leave this house?!” Beth asked hesitantly. But in her mind, fear lingered—what if Roxane suddenly woke up, or the cover slipped off her body and Drick ended up seeing her? “Did anything unusual happen here when the power suddenly went out?” Drick asked Beth, sounding calm and seemingly without suspicion at first glance. Beth was startled, her heart pounding rapidly. “H-Huh?! W-Why? Did something bad happen inside the Villamonte?” she asked nervously. Drick blinked briefly, a light sheen of sweat forming on his temples. “H-Huh? N-Nothing, Madam Beth… I just wanted to make sure you’re safe here,” he said, his voice slightly trembling with unease. He then excused himself from Aling Beth, as if deliberately avoiding eye contact so as not to reveal that he was hiding something. “I’ll be going now… I just came to check if you’re doing well,” Drick said before leaving quickly, clearly in a hurr

“Mother… I wish this day would never end. I don’t know what’s gotten into Dark—he even planned a surprise.” Roxane said with a smile as she ate, the sparkle in her eyes unmistakable. Beth, meanwhile, could only stare at Roxane, lost in thought. Is she happy? Should I crush the happiness she’s feeling? A heaviness pressed against her chest—the fear that Roxane might suffer the same fate as her own mother. She whispered to herself in silence, trying to hide her dread. “Mother… you’ve been spacing out. I’ve been talking nonstop,” Roxane pouted, her lips pushed forward in mock complaint. “Huh—haha… sorry, my child,” Beth replied, forcing a smile. “Do you really love Dark? I thought marriage wasn’t even in your vocabulary. Why did everything happen so suddenly—and I wasn’t even there at your wedding?” Beth said, pretending to sulk, though inside her heart ached with a pain she couldn’t show. “Well, that’s the thing, Inay. Dark is the reason we got married so quickly. Do you want me to

“What’s happening there?! What was that gunshot?!” Master A shouted, his voice filled with panic and anger. “Sh*t! The old woman got shot! Sir… what should we do?” one of the men asked, his voice trembling as sweat poured down his face. “What?!” Master A roared. “Damn it! Why did you shoot the old woman?!” His voice was so loud it nearly shattered the man’s ears. He furiously yelled at his subordinates, his jaw trembling with rage. “Throw her anywhere! Make sure no one sees you. Otherwise, you’ll pay for this too!” “Yes, Master A…” the man holding the phone replied weakly, his voice shaking as he tried to suppress his overwhelming fear. “Oh my God… we might get dragged into this because of you!” the driver shouted, then sped up the vehicle. “I know where we can dump her!” “We need to get rid of her as soon as possible!” the second man said, unable to hide the fear in his voice. “But…” the man who shot Beth interrupted, his hands trembling. “It’s wrong! It’s wrong to throw the