LOGINShe knew that Benson had no evidence to prove she had poisoned him. The poison was colorless and odorless; even the formidable Amanda wouldn't be able to detect it.When psychological imbalance arises, only sacrificing the kindest one can restore calm.Their family harmony was a sham, a label forced upon them.But how could anyone know what was truly in her heart?She wanted the position of First Lady.Benson was becoming increasingly weak. Once he succumbed to weakness, he would only sink further, losing all his edge.She had a long life ahead of her. Why should she waste her future on a man like that?She desperately wanted to become stronger.But reality always struck her unexpectedly.Benjamin's strength was like a mountain, one she could never overcome.She could only place her hopes on her son, but now all of t
Everyone looked at Driscoll in surprise. Was he about to expose the ugly deeds of his own biological mother?Looking at his firm gaze and forceful voice, the entire venue fell silent. No one answered his question, they just watched him quietly.The playboy look in the man's eyes had been replaced by determination."Everyone, the screen just showed a scandalous scene, a dirty affair between my biological father and my biological mother. I'm sure everyone saw it. And this woman behind me...""She's shamelessly standing here demanding an apology from my mother. She stole our mother's husband and became a mistress. What gives her the right to demand an apology from my mother?My mother raised me, my adoptive mother knew how to protect me, but she, for the sake of her own face, humiliated my adoptive mother in front of all of you?""Does this kind of person even deserve to be called human?""Yes, in terms of marital fidelity, I did have an
Everyone heard Madame Stern's voice and turned to look at her.She was dressed exquisitely, in a lavish black diamond gown and adorned with emerald jewelry worth hundreds of millions.Compared to Erin's nouveau riche attire, Mrs. Stern appeared to be the real deal.Erin saw Mrs. Stern, with her refined and charming demeanor, completely overshadow her. Jealousy surged from the depths of her eyes. She was dressed so elaborately for today's apology banquet?This wasn't an apology; it was a way to suppress her.Erin mocked her: "Mrs. Stern, you're here to apologize to me, but you're late. You claim to be sincere? Where is your sincerity?"Erin's voice was sharp and stern.After her outburst, she noticed the strange looks from the audience and Madame Stern's elegant presence. Her own gaudiness was exposed by Madame Stern's nobility and dignity.Her face turned pale. She was immensely jealous of Madame Stern's grace and poise, a pres
Erin frowned, her gaze sweeping across the people at the banquet. Why was everyone looking at her so strangely?She instantly had the feeling that she was stripped naked and standing in front of everyone, yet still being despised.She was dressed very grandly today. Was it because of her attire?Or was it her good figure that made everyone jealous?Such things often happened at banquets.Tonight, she was the protagonist, so her attire naturally had to be magnificent.A light purple diamond dress, paired with a white mink stole, and expensive jewelry. Among everyone present, she was the most lavishly dressed and the most elegant woman."Mrs. Jennings." Erin saw Mrs. Jennings and greeted her with a smile."Hmph!" Mrs. Jennings gave a cold snort, turned her head away from her, and walked away.Erin was stunned. What was wrong with her?She and Mrs. Jennings were usually very close.When she sent her a message
Benson coldly watched the entwined couple on the sofa, a sneer flashed across his face. "Benjamin, don't be so impatient. Rushing in to slap them now would be too easy on them. Let's wait until they're done and then bring it all out in the hall."This woman was two-faced, putting on an act in front of him while plotting to poison him to be with this bastard.Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, and this woman was the epitome of it.He had never imagined that the woman who shared his bed could be so terrifying.She wanted to poison him for her ambition.Benjamin saw that he was perfectly sober. He said, "Second brother, you can do whatever you want."Then he forcefully pressed Amanda's head into his chest.He warned her in a low voice in her ear, "Don't look! Don't listen."Amanda:!!She could avoid looking.But the sounds were impossible to ignore.Benjamin took Amanda away, not wanting her eyes to be ta
Benjamin smiled captivatingly, softly chiding her near her ear, "Who told you to have such a soft waist? Any man would lose control, let alone me, who doesn't want to be a man in front of you, only a beast."Amanda: "..."She glared at him fiercely, warning him, "Massage properly, it's all because of you that my waist is so sore."So sore and painful, if it weren't for her good stamina, she would faint every night.Benjamin looked down at her, her eyes closed, looking content. Her eyelashes were long, like little fans, extremely beautiful."Wife, I don't have any special skills, except I like your time very much."Benjamin whispered again near her ear.Amanda's earlobes instantly flushed red.When Benjamin spoke sweet nothings, a current quickly swept through her whole body.Benjamin looked at the good sunlight outside the window. It was rare to see the sunset in Cindale during a snowy day."Wife, the weather is r
Mark leaned quietly in her arms, emotions swirling within him.She had taken care of him so attentively during this time—he felt both comforted and dependent.Was a mother’s embrace supposed to feel this warm too?Amanda helped the little guy get dressed and walked him to the bathroom to pee.He wa
At the Schmidt Family’s Backyard VillaThis was the Schmidt family’s old villa. Though no longer the main residence, it still offered a picturesque setting—and remained one of the most luxurious properties around.Compared to the opulence of the front estate, this place was clearly a downgrade.Bar
Her words were far too blunt—Benjamin's face darkened instantly.This woman…Brad frowned slightly at Amanda and said,“I’ll handle it. Miss Samantha, would you kindly step out for a moment? There are refreshments prepared downstairs—some fruits and pastries. Why don’t you go enjoy some before comi
“Who are you? Let me go!” Terry kicked his short legs in protest. Being carried like this was squeezing his belly uncomfortably, and his baby bottle was wobbling dangerously—that was his precious milk supply! He’d rather die than lose it.He was already imagining chopping off this big pig trotter’s







