Novel & Cerita The Male Lead Villainess Stepmother

Not only does she chase the thief but she’s also empathetic towards the old woman’s poor situation. ‘She’s… undoubtedly kind,’ he realized. Right now, Cyrus wanted to laugh at his stepmother who kept on accusing Jane. ‘My stepmother is really the villain,’ Cyrus thought. But of course, he won’t deny that he is a villain himself. After all, Cyrus planned to use a kind woman like Jane for his revenge. “Miss Jane.” “Yes?” Jane replied as she looked back. “I was really surprised to see you here,” he said, forging a sweet smile on his devilish handsome face.

I sauntered over to her and gave her an unabashed once-over. "What's the matter? Aren't you happy to see me?" She dropped her head, not daring to meet my eyes. "No, I was just surprised. After all, you never come to events like this." I merely studied her pitiful, fragile appearance with a faint, knowing smile. How amusing. This so-called delicate heroine was furious and cursed me inwardly for ruining her plans. "Crap, it's that villainess again. She's completely insane. She even hit her own stepfather. She's a psycho, alright. Now she's here messing up my chances with the second male lead.

Sia's voice turned steely. “Ask her to cut to the chase.” She did not want Kate to waste more time with a woman like Stephanie. Kate was visibly irritated by the audacity of the woman claiming to be Sia's mother and relayed, “My boss wants to know what you want.” Were mothers like Stephanie? The woman was a curse for the beautiful relationship of mother. She was pure evil and terror. On the other end, Stephanie hesitated before muttering, “I want to meet her.”

she replied firmly, her hands still holding my trembling fingers. Who could possibly be the father of my pup that she couldn’t reveal? Was it my father? Or was it really Beta George, as my stepmother claimed? “You don’t get to speak to your King in that manner!” my stepmother snapped angrily, her face reddening. “You don’t speak to me in such a manner, child. I am not your mate!” the seer snapped. From the corner of my eyes, I saw my stepmother’s eyes fill with tears as she flinched in fear. “Clement, we need to talk.”

A tall, lean man who looked like in his fifties approached the angry stepmother. "Damian," the stepmother looked startled as she laid her sight on the authoritative man but in a split second, Lou flashed a sweet smile and her face cleared as if she were not hysterical a moment earlier. She fixed her hair and pleated her dress, heels clanking and hoop earrings swaying as she walked towards the man she called Damian. "I told you to look after my daughter and now this! You should have taken better care of her, you know that she is pregnant!" The man's baritone voice reverberated as he yelled, the reservation of anger was obvious.

she spits at me, her voice shrill. “Me?” My voice wavers, equal parts fury and despair. “Do you think I could actually defeat a Beta?” I press a hand over the mark, feeling its steady thrum beneath my palm, protective and unyielding. “It’s because of the mark. Can’t you see? It isn’t mine to control.” "You little slut, who have you been spreading your legs for this time?" My stepmother steps closer, lips curling as her eyes sweep over the golden light. For once, her mask slips. Raw envy flickers there, ugly and green, before she schools her features again.

She folded her arms, looking down on me like I was something she scraped off her shoe. “You should be grateful we’re even giving you a husband as powerful as the Don. Do you really think someone like you deserves such an honor?” “But he’s the most ruthless mafia king…” I whispered, my voice trembling. Before I could stop myself, the words slipped out. “If he’s so powerful, then why doesn’t Sophia marry him?” My stepmother’s face twisted into a sneer. “Don’t you dare call my daughter’s name, you pathetic fool.” “You think I would allow my daughter to marry that old bastard?” she spat, eyes blazing.

“Where is she?” His wife appeared behind him, already pale. Their eyes darted to each other in a quick, terrified glance. “I’ll get her right away, sir,” she said and hurried upstairs. I stayed in the hallway, watching the father. His fingers twitched at his sides. His breathing came shallow and fast. Pathetic. The kind of man who sold his own daughter and still wanted the world to see him as some kind of hero. Upstairs, a door creaked. “Lena?” the stepmother called. “Lena, you’re needed downstairs!”

And with that, he strolls toward the middle of the courtroom, waiting. Just then, Gamma Ralph and some men enter, dragging Father, my stepmother, and Chloe with them. Chloe and my parent's eyes are covered in a blindfold. Their hair is messy. I can only imagine what they’ve been through, trying to escape. But my gaze is solely fixed on Father. I’ve missed him so much. Crazy how he now looks older than his real age. What did this evil stepmother of mine do to him? Mmm!!! “Take off their blindfold,” an order comes in from Alpha Arthur, and his men take off the blindfolds.

Unless the person he is hiding from isn’t the Goddess. “The same people who killed the rest of your Mates.” “The Goddess did.” “The Goddess didn’t. Your step mother did.” “Excuse me?” “That’s the hidden truth, Vynessa.” My fingers dig into my hair, my head pushing back as a loud laughter breaks off my mouth. My shoulders jerks hard as tears wells up in my eyes. Nina’s words were funny. This is the joke of the century. Inhaling for long, and letting go of my breath. “I know my stepmother is evil and doesn’t love me. She can be a lot of things but not a murderer. Yeah, I sometimes call her that, but that’s when I'm mad at her.”