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When I'm brought back to the Gould family, Matthew Gould, the adopted son who's taken my place all these years, doesn't even bother putting on an act. The first thing he does is punch me square in the face. "So what if you're the real son? Mom and Dad already told me all the family assets will be mine, and that you're not getting a dime!" I don't take it lying down. I hit him back even harder, then drag him straight to Mom and Dad, his face swollen almost beyond recognition. "Is what he said true?" I demand. Mom and Dad look panicked, putting on placating smiles as they scramble to explain. "Of course not! You're both our sons. We'd never treat either of you differently." I raise an eye

Whether they heard her or not, she wasn't sure, but she saw the face of the wife and her two daughters. They looked so pleased for her state and this further made her try to hold up. She can't lose consciousness now. She can't let her son be in the care of these people that take pleasure in seeing the mother suffer. "You should feel honored you gave birth to my bloodline!" Chairman Charles screamed as one of the girls was now helping him clean the mess on his face. Veins were popping up his face and eyes all red. Mel just breathed heavily, unable to find her voice.

|Chapter 04| Zaitelle Axis A day before Kester's 20th birthday, his mom, Mrs. Aqua Quiner called me for a talk. I'm quite perplexed and a little bit nervous because of her sudden invitation even though we were doing it since my childhood days. I don't know why there are too many changes in terms of interacting with them when in fact, I shouldn't act like this. "Nana, is this okay?" I ask her while putting a dress in front of my body and watch how it looks in me.

No one was around to help me because Mom was away. My first boyfriend at school and my first sex when I turned nineteen. Down to the breakup. Maddy and Sapphire who consoled me. And my twenty-first birthday when I was dared by my friends to hook up with someone at the club and then I approached Calhoun, who had sex with me in the backseat of his car. Only to find out the next morning that he was my mother's husband, my stepfather, and also my mate.

“Officers, this is all a misunderstanding. My younger son made a mistake, and I was just disciplining him.” I said coldly, “A mistake? Howard told someone to take naked pictures of me without my consent. How did that become my fault?” “Who is Howard Moore?” one of the officers asked. “You need to come with us.” Seeing her precious son about to be taken away, Mom panicked and quickly stood in front of Howard. “Officer, this really is a misunderstanding. They’re brothers. They were just joking around.” “Brothers?” I laughed. “My legal records only have my name on them now. What brother?”

The couple who walked in looked exactly like what they were: hustlers who had survived on nerve and other people’s trouble. The man started shouting before he sat down. “What gives you the right to disappear our daughter?” The woman followed with a louder performance. “She gave fifteen years to your house and this is how you treat her?” My mother didn’t raise her voice. “Sit down before I have you removed.” They didn’t. The man pointed at me. “This whole mess started with her.” I laughed, and it hurt. “You’re not here for Sofia,” I said. The woman snapped toward me. “What?”

She'll definitely regret it and come crawling back to you! She even forwarded a random article from some public account: [Be Ruthless as a Man or Lose Your Place — Three Ways to Handle a Cheating Wife.] I pretended to hesitate and replied ten minutes later, "Do you really think that'll work?" My mother replied with certainty, "Of course! Would I ever steer you wrong?" I struggled for a moment and finally sent, "…Then I'll give it a try." … The next afternoon. My mother and Kyle arrived—empty-handed.

"Martin, do you still think I'm lying to you even now? In seven years of marriage, have I ever neglected Mom once? But ever since Waverly came back, you stopped caring about anything at home. "Am I the one lying? You were the one who begged to marry me back then, and now you think I'm threatening you with our marriage? Everyone can see how close you and Waverly have gotten. I don't believe you haven't heard the gossip. Forget it... I'm exhausted. Just go. I want to spend some time with Mom." Martin's face went pale, and his eyes filled with nervous tension as he looked at me. "Stella, you need to tell me. What happened to Mom?"

Sculpted and precise like a work of art, but real, warm flesh. Josh slowly adjusted his mother, so she was up on all fours -- presenting her sex to her son. She let him move her like a doll. The only thing she seemed to fight was letting her husband's cock slip even a centimeter out of her mouth. Josh gaped at his step mother's pussy so well-presented. Nether lips a deep purple, clit extended like a tasting tongue. Josh felt his own need driving him forward. The dutiful son took his cock in his hand. Harder than he'd ever imagined possible. His balls throbbed in pain like he hadn't drained them in years. His heart thrummed against his ribcage. Josh leaned forward, spread his step mother's li

Jessica defended Cassius, claiming, "Old Mr. Lichtenstein, Rachel has cheated on Cassius. It's normal that he's mad about it. Besides, her child isn't part of this family. Why would you strain your relationship with your son over her?" Philip was livid, and he was trembling with fury. "My son? He's not even my boy!" That killed Cassius' fury, and his blood went cold. "What'd you say?" Philip snorted and threw him a sharp glare. "Your mother can explain this better than I." Cassius felt his world crumble, and he asked the servants to ask his mother to come over. My mother-in-law was bedridden. Tears filled my eyes. I knew it. Cassius wasn't Philip's son. That was why the results showed zero s