Edith's POVMy husband, Benjamin Olsen, looked at me in disbelief. "Edith, are you seriously taking your anger out on your own son? He's only four! You need to know when to stop!"My son, Owen Olsen, looked stunned by my words for a moment. Then his little face flushed red, and he clung even tighter to Hailey Franklin's leg. "Fine! One million dollars it is! I don't want you as my mom anyway!"So, in his eyes, I was such a horrible mother, even though I woke up two hours early every day to prepare nutritious breakfasts for him. I had even passed up opportunities for promotion just to have more time to spend with him.Hailey hurried to play the peacemaker, putting on her usual act of kindness. "Owen, what have I taught you about being rude? You shouldn't talk to people like that."Owen pouted in protest. "She's rude too! The day before yesterday, when Dad was spending time with you, she kept calling him over and over to bother him!"Aunt Hailey, you also taught me that you should
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