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DELILAH “Look, Delilah,” My mother said, her tone clipped with authority, “I am the parent, okay? And you are the child. You listen to me, and you do whatever I say because I’m responsible for you, and I take care of you. I give you everything you ever wanted. Do you understand me? Now, like I said, I’m going to go to school today after I visit Elena at the hospital, and everything is going to be done through the internet. You won’t even need to see Elena, so she can give you schoolwork anymore. I just hope we can work together on this.”

You're going to pay for being such trash! The manager of my early learning center called me in tears, "Ms. Smith! It's chaos out here! There's a crowd at the shop's door, waving signs calling you a 'Heartless Mother', and they're even splashing paint on the doors! Parents are demanding refunds in the chat..."

And only then could the Keeper fully reclaim his variable. --- The children were unaware of the true source of their mother’s suffering. They noticed fatigue, pallor, quiet cries in the night—but nothing explained the constant, creeping dread that had entered their home. Lerato hid it as best she could, masking weakness with determination, fear with purpose. But every night, in the quiet hours, she felt herself being drained by something that knew her heart, her love, her every instinct. It was the darkness. And it was hungry. --- Doctors tried to help. Nurses tried to care. Friends offered support.

“Instead, she used her knowledge and intellect to catch the attention of the elite in our society. And eventually, she earned my father’s confidence as well.” I watched the memories unfold, showing my mother at Helxton, where she completed the healer’s fast course in just five months — without a healing partner. There, she gained her healer’s license, which allowed her to research further and under the guidance of a certified alchemist, she could even access the confidential knowledge. It was her first calculated step toward gaining the attention of the elites. She became the professors’ favorite. Not regulated by ethics or morals, I watched my mother descend into darkness. She stifled her c

“It doesn’t just expose Phoenix Requiem. It proves who started it. Who funded it.” I froze. “Who?” Her eyes met mine. And her voice cracked: “My mother.”

"You're lying, Ms. Lamont. You're not our mommy." Ivana sneered cruelly, "I'm not lying to you. Yara never gave birth to you. That's why you naturally hate her." Hearing that, Cheryl shoved Ivana in anger. "You're talking nonsense! Even if Mommy is annoying, how could she not be our mother?" Ivana froze. She hadn't expected this reaction after Cheryl learned the truth. Lucas quickly comforted her, saying, "Ms. Lamont, even though you're not our mommy, Cheryl and I still like you."

The hall was quiet, listening closely. Skylar’s lips curved into a small, fond smile. “First, I want to thank my mother, Mrs. Margaret McLair, for always believing in me, even when I didn’t believe in myself. She taught me that grace isn’t about being perfect… it’s about standing tall after every storm.” She looked toward Mother, who sat a few seats from me, and they exchanged a warm, emotional smile.

Melda asked with a smile on her face. Rhiannon stared at her aunt and wondered how she had managed all these. “Did my mother open other companies?” Rhiannon asked taking Melda by surprise. “Yes. Your mother was a very kind-hearted person. She would sponsor children who didn’t have fees and had potential. She also had a skill, she could tell who was a successful person. Who could become successful after being nurtured by her? I was also nurtured by her although I was still in university. She was my master,” Melda said with a smile.

“If Dad’s on board, go for it. Let me know if you need extra funding—I’m in.” Liam beamed. “That’s all I needed to hear. Dad wants me to give it a shot on my own.” Their mother, a dedicated philanthropist and vegetarian, didn’t dine with them, as was her habit. The Everhart family had more money than they knew what to do with. Leon’s mother loved charity work and spent most of the year attending high-society fundraising events. Leon and Liam didn’t fully understand her passion, but as long as she was happy, they supported her.

Jane paused in her words as she glanced at Gary who frowned deep in thought but he focused on her phone again Lily loved her mother very much. To her, her mother was amazing, she was her role model, she was always careful that she didn't lack for anything despite being a single mother and not having anyone to help her because being a single parent to Lily wasn't easy let alone cared for and loved her until now, yes her ‘oldpapa is also the best one. Lily is very grateful that her mother agrees to this appointment, because this is a big advancement for her, and she and Riri have a crazy idea for her mother and Riri uncle, even though she doesn't know what reaction her mother will give but if