All Chapters of HELLO, STEPBROTHER: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

DANTE'S POV  It was a lazy Sunday morning, and my parents were getting ready to head out to the golf course. They asked Olivia and me to keep an eye on the house, and my mom suggested we order some pizza or warm up some leftovers from last night's dinner. "Thanks, Mom," I said, trying to sound casual. "We'll be fine." My mom smiled and gave me a knowing look. "I'm sure you will," she said. "Just remember to behave yourselves." I rolled my eyes good-naturedly and Olivia laughed. We watched as my parents headed out the door, feeling a sense of freedom wash over us. As soon as they were gone, Olivia turned to me with a mischievous grin. "Well," she said.

OLIVIA'S POV “So, you're heading out now… aren't you?” My mom asked, looking at me sternly. I groaned. I had forgotten that I had promised to represent her in the town's carnival planning. “Must I go for this thing?” “Like I said the other eighty times you asked me, this is our way of getting back into the SkyCity society. I want us to know that we are back, like we never left.” She said, busying herself with folding laundry. “I would have attended if not for the fact that it's by two and I have lunch with a client by then.” “Ugh! Fine! I'll go.” She smiled and walked out of the room.

LINDA'S POV It had been an awful couple of months since I was thrown in this shithole. It had started when my mom had finally convinced my dad to come see me. He had felt so embarrassed he hadn't even come for my trial. "You did this to yourself, Linda," my father had said, his voice cold and detached. "You threw your life away." "I'm not throwing my life away, Father," I replied, my voice firm. "I'm fine. You didn't need to come if you were gonna talk trash." We were standing in the visiting room of the psychiatric hospital, surrounded by sterile white walls and the stench of disinfectant. I had been transferred here after my arrest, deemed a danger to myself and others. But I knew the truth. I was a danger to Dant

ALEX'S POV As I walked out of my house, my wife Rhonda's words echoed in my mind. "Don't overexert yourself, Alex. If you feel even the slightest discomfort, come back home immediately." She had been repeating this every day since I returned to work, but I was determined to complete my current project despite my health concerns. "Hey, I'll be fine," I had replied her, trying to reassure her. "I just need to wrap up this project, and then I'll take a break, I promise." I could see the worry in her eyes, but I knew she understood my dedication to my work. Rhonda raised an eyebrow. "You've been saying that for weeks, Alex. You need to prioritize your health. You're not getting any younger, and with your history of heart attacks...I just don't want anything to happen to you."

DANTE'S POVI dragged myself out of bed, still feeling the effects of a late night with Olivia. But I knew I had to be sharp and alert for this emergency meeting called by dad. I quickly showered and dressed, grabbing a cup of coffee on my way to the conference room. As I entered, I saw the entire staff of Addams Corporation already seated and waiting. Dad stood at the front, his expression serious. "Good morning, everyone," he began. "I appreciate you all coming in early on short notice. I'm sure you're all aware of the recent investigation by the IRS. I want to assure you that we are taking this matter very seriously and are fully cooperating with the authorities." He paused, surveying the room. "I want to explain the situation