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Paul wasnât doing much better. His face was covered in scars, like someone had slashed his face with a knife.I crossed my arms and sneered, âWhy are you yelling at me? I didnât do this to you. Go find the real culprit instead of taking it out on me!âIt wasnât me, but those âhelpfulâ guys had dumped them near the enemies they had made over the years. Itâs no wonder those enemies took their chance to settle the score.Seeing them in such a pathetic state, I almost felt disappointed. The damage still wasnât enough.Brandon could barely stand. He tried to get out of the wheelchair a few times, only to collapse back down every time.Megan wanted to help him, but she was too scared to move.âIf it wasnât you, then who? We were dragged into that alley andââ Paulâs voice faded as he realized what he was admitting.I smirked. So, Paul, you did know what shame was, huh?In our previous life, he had no problem using that incident to humiliate me, never thinking that I might feel the sam
From Housekeeper to Stepmother   Chapter 10
The walk back was light and easy.âŚâŚAfter that day, I heard that Megan had lost the baby. With no money left, they couldnât afford any supplements for her, and Paul showed his true colors. He spent his days partying and blowing through whatever little they had.Meganâs health went downhill fast. With a worthless son and a deadbeat husband, she had no choice but to lie in bed, counting the days in misery.They ended up in a slum, living a wretched life, terrified every day as debt collectors came banging on their door. It got to the point where they were constantly living in fear.Meanwhile, I was sitting in my office, high up in the company building, looking down at everything below.When I got home, my dad set down the newspaper, his face lined with exhaustion. He frowned at me. âLexie, I told you to take care of the company. Whatâs with all these issues lately?âI glanced at the newspaper. It was plastered with headlines about our company. Product quality issues, financial fr
From Housekeeper to Stepmother   Chapter 11
I watched the scene unfold with cold detachment, holding the azaleas tightly in my arms as I prepared to walk past him.But then he stepped in front of me, holding out a wilted azalea, blocking my way.âŚâŚâFiona, do you like it?âI sighed. He thought I was my mother.I took the flower from his trembling hand, and as he looked at me with hope in his eyes, I threw it to the ground and crushed it under my foot.I spoke softly, âDonât you know? Fiona Lincoln has been dead for a long time. You killed her. When she was bedridden and suffering, you were in the next room, fooling around with the housekeeper.âHis shy smile shattered. His face twisted in agony as if he suddenly remembered everything.He dropped to his knees, desperately clawing at the flower embedded in the cement.âIâm sorry, Fiona. Iâm so sorry. Please forgive me⌠please forgive meâŚâTears and snot streamed down his face as he cried out in despair.He remembered. He was begging for my momâs forgiveness.But she wo
From Housekeeper to Stepmother   Chapter 1
The housekeeper became my stepmother, and together with her son, they plotted to kill me.After being reborn, I exposed a video of her affair at her own wedding, destroying her reputation completely. I watched as she and her son were kicked out. They left with nothing, wandering the streets like outcasts.I smiled and tossed a moldy piece of bread into their begging bowl.âThis is all you deserve.ââŚâŚWhen I opened my eyes, I found myself back to a week before my dadâs wedding to our housekeeper, Megan Zimmerman.Looking around, I noticed the house was filled with wedding decorations and new furniture. Boxes of sweets and wedding favors were scattered everywhere, and the staff was bustling about, making the place lively.I stood there for a moment, stunned, until I saw Megan walking in, dressed in an extravagant, designer wedding gown.âLexie, look at this wedding dress your dad bought for me. It cost a million dollars! Isnât it stunning? Go ahead, feel the fabric!â she said,
From Housekeeper to Stepmother   Chapter 2
Megan lay in my dadâs arms, putting on a show, acting all pitiful and helpless.I watched them walk away, a cold smile on my face. Clearly, this wasnât enough. I needed to push things further.I tossed the wedding dress into the fire, watching it burn down to nothing but ashes.I had avoided the punishment from last time, but I wasnât satisfied yet.For days, Megan sported an ugly bump on her forehead that refused to go away no matter how many creams she used. She looked ridiculous and pathetic, and I couldnât help but turn away in disgust.As the wedding day approached, her temper flared. Even though she was pushing forty, she had always been obsessed with looking young, and now she couldnât stand the thought of being seen as unattractive.Naturally, she decided to take it out on me.Halfway through breakfast, the staff took away my plate. Megan sat across from me, pretending to be concerned. âLexie, you really shouldnât eat so much. Youâre starting to get chubby.âBrandon jum
From Housekeeper to Stepmother   Chapter 3
The staff stared at me in shock, frantically trying to clean up the mess.While they were distracted, I found Meganâs phone.In my previous life, even after marrying into our family, Megan kept up her affair with her ex-husband. She was constantly sending him money and sneaking him into our house whenever my dad was away. I accidentally walked in on them once, and that was when I realized Megan and her ex-husband werenât done with each other.Their plan was to get rid of me first, then drain my dadâs bank accounts, and take over our home. They were like sneaky rats, always scheming to steal from the very people who took them in.It was downright pathetic.I scrolled through Meganâs phone, staring at the incriminating texts, explicit photos of her and her lover, and screenshots of the money transfers she had made to him.I didnât just take pictures of everything. I transferred all the data to my own phone.After I finished, I turned off her phone and walked out of the room.Th
From Housekeeper to Stepmother   Chapter 4
It must have been a real thrill for them.The moment I stepped into the house, a bucket of ice-cold water came crashing down on me, soaking me from head to toe.âŚâŚI looked up and saw the bucket hanging above the doorframe.âHahaha, Lexie, you look ridiculous!â Brandon pointed at me, laughing so hard his belly jiggled.The staff nearby snickered, casting sneaky glances my way.It was obvious they had tipped him off, because in my previous life, Brandon had never pulled this kind of prank on me.He was sixteen, but still acting like a little kid.I calmly wiped the water from my face, then charged forward. I grabbed Brandon by the hair and slammed him to the ground.âYou think you can mess with me in my own house? Today, Iâll show you whoâs really in charge here!âAll the anger I had bottled up over two lifetimes erupted as I punched his chubby face. He tried to fight back, but I kicked him in the stomach, folding him up like a shrimp. He was completely helpless.I didnât sto
From Housekeeper to Stepmother   Chapter 5
I walked up to the stage, connected my phone to the big screen, and flashed a sweet smile at Megan.âTo celebrate my dad and Meganâs wedding, Iâve prepared a special video. I hope you both like it!âMy dadâs face lit up, and he clapped his hands. âThatâs my thoughtful daughter!âMegan let out a sigh of relief, still holding onto his arm and trying to keep her cool. âThank you, Lexie. Thatâs very sweet of you.âEveryone watched eagerly as I pressed play.âŚâŚThe screen came alive with footage of Megan and Paul wrapped up in each other, the sound of their kisses echoing through the room. Then, the video showed their messages, money transfers, and all the twisted plans they had been making, one after the other.The room erupted with gasps and murmurs of disbelief.When the video ended, I turned to Paul. âMegan, your lover is here at your wedding. Arenât you going to introduce him to everyone?âMeganâs face went as white as a sheet. She stumbled forward, trying to reach me, but my
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I watched the scene unfold with cold detachment, holding the azaleas tightly in my arms as I prepared to walk past him.But then he stepped in front of me, holding out a wilted azalea, blocking my way.âŚâŚâFiona, do you like it?âI sighed. He thought I was my mother.I took the flower from his trembling hand, and as he looked at me with hope in his eyes, I threw it to the ground and crushed it under my foot.I spoke softly, âDonât you know? Fiona Lincoln has been dead for a long time. You killed her. When she was bedridden and suffering, you were in the next room, fooling around with the housekeeper.âHis shy smile shattered. His face twisted in agony as if he suddenly remembered everything.He dropped to his knees, desperately clawing at the flower embedded in the cement.âIâm sorry, Fiona. Iâm so sorry. Please forgive me⌠please forgive meâŚâTears and snot streamed down his face as he cried out in despair.He remembered. He was begging for my momâs forgiveness.But she wo
From Housekeeper to Stepmother   Chapter 10
The walk back was light and easy.âŚâŚAfter that day, I heard that Megan had lost the baby. With no money left, they couldnât afford any supplements for her, and Paul showed his true colors. He spent his days partying and blowing through whatever little they had.Meganâs health went downhill fast. With a worthless son and a deadbeat husband, she had no choice but to lie in bed, counting the days in misery.They ended up in a slum, living a wretched life, terrified every day as debt collectors came banging on their door. It got to the point where they were constantly living in fear.Meanwhile, I was sitting in my office, high up in the company building, looking down at everything below.When I got home, my dad set down the newspaper, his face lined with exhaustion. He frowned at me. âLexie, I told you to take care of the company. Whatâs with all these issues lately?âI glanced at the newspaper. It was plastered with headlines about our company. Product quality issues, financial fr
From Housekeeper to Stepmother   Chapter 9
Paul wasnât doing much better. His face was covered in scars, like someone had slashed his face with a knife.I crossed my arms and sneered, âWhy are you yelling at me? I didnât do this to you. Go find the real culprit instead of taking it out on me!âIt wasnât me, but those âhelpfulâ guys had dumped them near the enemies they had made over the years. Itâs no wonder those enemies took their chance to settle the score.Seeing them in such a pathetic state, I almost felt disappointed. The damage still wasnât enough.Brandon could barely stand. He tried to get out of the wheelchair a few times, only to collapse back down every time.Megan wanted to help him, but she was too scared to move.âIf it wasnât you, then who? We were dragged into that alley andââ Paulâs voice faded as he realized what he was admitting.I smirked. So, Paul, you did know what shame was, huh?In our previous life, he had no problem using that incident to humiliate me, never thinking that I might feel the sam
From Housekeeper to Stepmother   Chapter 8
My dad even tried multiple times to force my mom to get an abortion, but she refused. His attitude toward her just got colder and colder.The staff followed his lead. They were still polite to me, but they treated my mom with increasing disrespect.Then one day, Megan mopped the floor and deliberately poured extra detergent everywhere, causing my mom to slip and fall. She lost the baby.After that, my momâs health, already fragile, went downhill fast. She never recovered.Seeing her in that state, my dad sneered and said, âYou look half-dead. Itâs disgusting,â before abandoning her entirely.He never set foot in her room again.When my mom passed away, she was still clutching a family photo of the three of us and a little stuffed toy.It was meant for the family of four we were supposed to be.She probably never imagined that the room they had once decorated together would end up being hers alone.I remember that stormy night. I held her cold, lifeless body and cried for what
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Paul pointed his phone at me, recording.The other guys started closing in.âI told you, youâre not worth it.âI reached into my bag and grabbed what I had hidden inside.Brandon, furious, lunged at me, trying to grab my hand. I pulled out a stun gun and knocked him out in seconds.The rest of them froze, looking at each other nervously.Paul glanced at Brandonâs limp body and threw his phone aside, yelling, âBrandon! Get up! What are you guys waiting for? I didnât pay you to just stand there!âEven with the stun gun, I was still outnumbered. However, I had backup.Footsteps echoed at the entrance of the alley as several dark figures appeared. My bodyguards had arrived.âMiss, sorry weâre late,â one of them said, nudging the unconscious thugs with his foot.I crossed my arms and said coldly, âTake a thousand dollars off your pay.âWith Brandon and Paul lying on the ground, I took out my phone and snapped pictures of their pathetic state.Then I sent the photos to their fa
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My hand froze as I stared at my dadâs prominent nose, my expression darkening.Three yearsâŚI couldnât believe that jerk and that tramp had been fooling around even before my mom got sick.Thinking about how my mom was kept in the dark until the day she died made me want to drive my fist right into my dadâs temple!But I had to hold it in.I forced a smile and continued massaging his head slowly.âLexie, you know, Iâve been really worn out these past few years. How about you take over managing the company for now? When I have a son in the future, you can hand it over to him.âMy dad looked at me with a hint of satisfaction.Hearing this, my eyes lit up.It was clear he wanted to use me to keep the company stable until he had a son, then hand it over to him.But if he really did give it to me, there was no way I would let it go.I pretended to be flattered. âOh, I donât think thatâs right, Dad. This is supposed to be my future brotherâs company.ââŚâŚâNonsense. I want to tak
From Housekeeper to Stepmother   Chapter 5
I walked up to the stage, connected my phone to the big screen, and flashed a sweet smile at Megan.âTo celebrate my dad and Meganâs wedding, Iâve prepared a special video. I hope you both like it!âMy dadâs face lit up, and he clapped his hands. âThatâs my thoughtful daughter!âMegan let out a sigh of relief, still holding onto his arm and trying to keep her cool. âThank you, Lexie. Thatâs very sweet of you.âEveryone watched eagerly as I pressed play.âŚâŚThe screen came alive with footage of Megan and Paul wrapped up in each other, the sound of their kisses echoing through the room. Then, the video showed their messages, money transfers, and all the twisted plans they had been making, one after the other.The room erupted with gasps and murmurs of disbelief.When the video ended, I turned to Paul. âMegan, your lover is here at your wedding. Arenât you going to introduce him to everyone?âMeganâs face went as white as a sheet. She stumbled forward, trying to reach me, but my
From Housekeeper to Stepmother   Chapter 4
It must have been a real thrill for them.The moment I stepped into the house, a bucket of ice-cold water came crashing down on me, soaking me from head to toe.âŚâŚI looked up and saw the bucket hanging above the doorframe.âHahaha, Lexie, you look ridiculous!â Brandon pointed at me, laughing so hard his belly jiggled.The staff nearby snickered, casting sneaky glances my way.It was obvious they had tipped him off, because in my previous life, Brandon had never pulled this kind of prank on me.He was sixteen, but still acting like a little kid.I calmly wiped the water from my face, then charged forward. I grabbed Brandon by the hair and slammed him to the ground.âYou think you can mess with me in my own house? Today, Iâll show you whoâs really in charge here!âAll the anger I had bottled up over two lifetimes erupted as I punched his chubby face. He tried to fight back, but I kicked him in the stomach, folding him up like a shrimp. He was completely helpless.I didnât sto
From Housekeeper to Stepmother   Chapter 3
The staff stared at me in shock, frantically trying to clean up the mess.While they were distracted, I found Meganâs phone.In my previous life, even after marrying into our family, Megan kept up her affair with her ex-husband. She was constantly sending him money and sneaking him into our house whenever my dad was away. I accidentally walked in on them once, and that was when I realized Megan and her ex-husband werenât done with each other.Their plan was to get rid of me first, then drain my dadâs bank accounts, and take over our home. They were like sneaky rats, always scheming to steal from the very people who took them in.It was downright pathetic.I scrolled through Meganâs phone, staring at the incriminating texts, explicit photos of her and her lover, and screenshots of the money transfers she had made to him.I didnât just take pictures of everything. I transferred all the data to my own phone.After I finished, I turned off her phone and walked out of the room.Th
