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“I know I was okay with you handing it to Adam because I’m a woman, but not anymore. I want to do this. And I know, with your help, I can.” Silence stretched between us. “Rebecca…” “Please, Dad.” He studied me for a long moment before he nodded. That was all I needed. As I left, I pulled out my phone and dialed Kate. She was a fellow spoilt brat like me, but she had a direct line to the only person who knew everyone’s skeletons. Her Aunt, Matilda. “Where are you?” I asked as soon as she picked up. “Aunt Matilda’s. She’s throwing one of her lecture parties. Please come save me.”

"Honey, didn't you just say Adam had a mistress? That he was giving this villa to his illegitimate son? His wife has been dead for years! Why would he need a mistress? You bitch! Did you actually start believing you were Adam's woman?" Aunt Zoe froze, staring at Uncle Caleb in pure terror. "H-Honey, I was just saying whatever I could to save myself…" Uncle Caleb let out a chuckle. Suddenly, he grabbed her by the hair and yanked her off the floor. "Then explain Ollie's blood type to me. Explain why he's type B!" Uncle Caleb delivered a stinging slap to Aunt Zoe's face. Blood immediately seeped from the corner of her mouth. "You bitch! You've played me for a fool for 20 years! I'll kill you!"

Eveline felt like her heart was about to explode. Shane. He’d sent her a message while she was in bed, passed out naked, after having sex with his uncle. “So…” Lucien drawled, “when were you going to tell me that I fucked my sweet nephew’s little fiancée? After I’d fucked you again this morning, on the kitchen counter? Or maybe in my bathroom?” Eveline’s breathing staggered as he moved closer, his steps measured and deliberately slow, as if testing how far she could take before running.

Belina scoffed, her voice laced with venom. Rose, standing nearby, snorted with disgust. “Goodness, Uncle Damien married a devil like himself.” Jeana couldn’t help herself. “That wretch used to be your son’s girlfriend, Aunt Belina,” she sneered, her words dripping with spite. Belina gasped, looking at Aaron with shock and disbelief. “Aaron… is that true?” she asked, her voice barely a whisper. Aaron’s face hardened, the anger in his eyes barely contained. “She’s a nobody’s mother. I know her well,” he muttered, turning away from them, unable to bear the looks of pity or judgment.

“Don’t be too naive as a woman, Kimberly. You can be kind, but don’t be stupid.” “What do you mean?” Kimberly furrowed her brow, her gaze sharper at her husband’s uncle. Damian didn’t say much but suddenly grabbed Kimberly’s hand. He pulled his body close to hers. Kimberly was shocked when Damian hugged her tightly. “L–let me go, U–Uncle!” Kimberly hit the man’s muscular arm. “Call my name, Kim,” Damian whispered hoarsely in front of Kimberly. “Don’t be ridiculous, Uncle! Let me go! My husband might see!” Kimberly said firmly mixed with real panic.

My aunt approached and congratulated us both, and then he whispered in my ear, "The woman will feel a crazy sensation in front of a crowded person. I want to see how she puts herself." "What do you mean, Auntie?" I was watching her. My aunt chuckled softly. "Look at her, her face is red and her body moves flirty. She is like a bitch that will seduce a man to touch her." Fuck! My aunt is outrageous, working on her with stimulants. She left, maybe for the toilet. I have to find a way to prevent her from embarrassing me. This is not because I care but this is the best moment for me and my lover. She didn't damage it.

I needed to endure for now, then think of a way to deal with him or expose him before all eyes later. "I don't need you to hunt in my name. Let my husband worry about me while you worry about your wife," I stated coldly. Adrian chuckled. "There is no need to be so stiff, Aunt. It wouldn't be nice to be the only married woman without any hunted games." The way he used the Aunt title on me, it was clear that he was mocking me. I gritted my teeth and was trying to think of a befitting response when the doors to the court suddenly came open.

Even though my eyes were filled with suffering and fear at this moment, she could still see the resemblance to Dad. "Lucas?" Her voice trembled with disbelief. I wanted to nod, wanted to speak, but could only manage a broken whimper. Rex did not grasp the severity of the situation yet and stepped forward with a smile. "Ms. Sanders, this guy kept insisting he was your nephew, so I taught him a lesson. Do you want me to?" "Taught him a lesson?" Aunt Carmelia slowly turned her head, her eyes cold as ice. "What did you do to him?"

In response, I slightly choked on the banana when I thought she was asking about my tryst with her butler. “Pardon auntie?” I asked, clarifying her question. “Oh, don’t you play dumb with me, Andi. Mr. Enrique Rafael DaisVita? How was your night with him? I am pretty sure it went well judging from your look today.” Look? What look? Does my face show that I just had the best oral of my life last night? My auntie really was a straightforward person. She didn’t waste time juicing me up with details about my night with Mr. Rich Man. Unfortunately, there was no juice with him, but with Mr. Hot Butler? Overflowing with it. Hah!

The lady introduced herself, “I’m Hannah’s best friend, Camilla Cross. Aunty Catherine, I’m here to warn you. My best friend is interested in Shaun, so you’d better stay away from him.” Aunty… Although Catherine was only 26, the woman was addressing her as ‘Aunty’. Catherine raised her brows. After sipping on the juice, she smiled and her eyes swept over the woman. “Are you ten years old?” Camilla was startled. Before she came to her senses, Catherine smiled and said, “You called me ‘Aunty’, so I thought you were only ten years old. After all, I’m just in my 20s.”