Aunt Edna

Billionaire Surrogate stripper

Aunt Edna's POV

The hate in my heart for Arielle would never change. My heart bleeds for the fact that she didn't die in the accident.

I walked into the bedroom and took close to ten minutes splurging water to skin trying to get the smell of her off me she smelled of kitchen oil and the bland cold floor.

"Bitch!"

"I'll make her pay!"

"She played with fire and ruins will envelope her..."

Arielle will be sent out of this house soon when my plan materializes and not even my good for nothing husband would save her. He always took sides with her over his wife and daughters.

“She bewitched him.”

I've always hated Arielle since she was brought to this house. Life was barely comfortable with me as a struggling mother and a husband who wasn't any better from a hand to mouth.

The only thing we had was the poor house we lived at least a roof over our heads and that of our daughters. I had a multi-million siste