After my mom married into a billionaire family with me in tow, she wasn't content with just shopping and living the high life. No, she insisted on being the Wicked Stepmother. To get rid of my stepsister and monopolize the inheritance, my mom put laxatives in her juice today and thumbtacks in her shoes tomorrow. She turned our luxurious life into a daily war zone. When the billionaire's "one that got away," Vanessa, found out, she set a fire to burn my stepsister and framed my mom perfectly. I, who could have lived a lazy life as a rich heir, was dragged down with her. We were both thrown into the Atlantic Ocean to feed the sharks. Reborn, I saw my mom adding laxatives to the juice again. I desperately grabbed her hand. "Mom! Isn't it just about making her suffer? Leave it to me!" This time, I will change our fate! Chapter 1 While Mom was stunned, I swapped the laxative-spiked juice for a cup of pure, concentrated kale and bitter melon juice. "Mom, just wait. I'll make Sister cry for you." Afraid she'd react, I stumbled towards Chloe with the green sludge. "Sister, Mom wants you to drink this." Chloe glanced at me coldly, her guard up. "Did that bitch put laxatives in it again?" I couldn't blame Chloe for her harsh words. Last time, she drank Mom's juice and got dehydrated from diarrhea. It solidified Mom's reputation as the Evil Stepmother. To change Chloe's impression, I took two gulps myself. "Mom said you have acne because of 'internal heat,' so she made this to cool you down." "Once you drink it, the pimples will go away, and you'll be pretty again." Seeing me tearing up from the bitterness but still offering the cup sincerely, Chloe paused. She took the cup reluctantly and downed it in one go. "Done. Now leave me alone." The bitterness hit her, and tears streamed down her face instantly. I pulled a lollipop from my pocket, unwrapped it, and stuffed it into her mouth. "Eat this, Sister. It won't be bitter anymore." Chloe looked shocked. She stared at me for a long time, forgetting to wipe her tears. I grinned mischievously and ran back to the kitchen. "Mom, look! Sister is crying non-stop!" Mom didn't understand why, but she hugged me proudly. "Noah, you finally get it! Chloe is the biggest obstacle to our inheritance!" "Once we get rid of her, the Sterling fortune is all ours!" Looking at my beautiful but brainless mother, I wept internally. Mr. Sterling treated me well. I was happy with food and shelter. Why did we have to kill his daughter and steal his money?! But I couldn't change Mom's mind overnight. I had to follow her and secretly execute my survival plan. That night, Mom sneaked into Chloe's room to put thumbtacks in her shoes. After she left, I quietly replaced the tacks with something else. The next morning, Mom waited for the show. "A wild chicken's daughter dares to fight me? I'll teach her a lesson today!" Chloe, as usual, skipped breakfast and put on her shoes. Suddenly, she screamed. "Who put acupressure insoles in my shoes?!" Mom spat out her milk. "What insoles? Where are my tacks?" I covered Mom's mouth. "Shh! Mom, if people know you hurt Chloe, you're dead!" In my past life, Chloe's feet were punctured. She was hospitalized for weeks. When Mr. Sterling found out, he almost sent Mom to jail. Mom begged on her knees for days. Although she behaved afterwards, the stain remained, giving Vanessa the chance to frame her later. I quickly bullshitted: "Acupressure insoles are great! They hurt like hell, but leave no marks! She can't sue us!" Seeing Mom ponder this, I ran to Chloe. "Sister, Mom said these insoles massage your feet and help you grow taller." "I have them too! I want to grow tall with Sister!" I showed her my own shoes with the same bumpy insoles. Chloe swallowed her curse words. Seeing my innocent face, she couldn't get angry. She shook off my hand. "Don't touch my stuff. Mind your own business." But after a few seconds of hesitation, she wore the shoes. In my past life, Chloe was always mean to me, so I didn't stop Mom. Later, I realized she lost her mother at birth, and her father was busy making money. Growing up lonely with a wicked stepmother... anyone would be bitter. I felt a pang of sympathy. I grabbed a sandwich and milk and shoved them into her hands. "Sister needs breakfast. Eat to grow tall with Noah." Chloe looked shocked again. She studied me with a complex expression, then took the food and left. Mom hugged me, praising: "Noah, you're a genius! Look at her limping! She must be in so much pain!" "I hate her dead face. Think of another way to torture her!" I suppressed the urge to shake my mom. "She told us to mind our own business, right? So we should do the opposite!" "She hates eating? Let's force-feed her meat and seafood every day! Make her fat and ugly!" Mom slapped her thigh. "Genius!" So that night, as soon as Chloe came home, Mom forced her to the table. "From today on, you eat what I say!" Before Chloe could react, pork knuckles, abalone, and braised pork piled up in her bowl. I peeled two shrimps and fed them to her. "Sister, you're too skinny. Eat more meat." Chloe's mouth twitched. She was furious but had nowhere to vent. Mom got excited and stuffed a drumstick into her mouth. "Eat! Don't leave until you finish!" She laughed maniacally. Just then, Mr. Sterling and his "friend" Vanessa walked in. Seeing Mom holding Chloe down with a twisted grin... Vanessa immediately accused: "Monica, you bitch! I knew you were abusing Chloe!" "The maids told me you forced her to drink poison juice and put tacks in her shoes!" "You vicious woman, you belong in jail!" Vanessa always claimed to be Chloe's godmother, constantly provoking my mom. In the past life, she was the one who burned Chloe and framed Mom. Seeing Mr. Sterling raise his hand to slap Mom, I jumped out. "Mom gave Sister bitter melon juice! And the shoes have massage insoles! Ask Sister!" Mr. Sterling paused. He looked at Chloe doubtfully. "Is that true, Chloe?" Chloe looked at me meaningfully. I was nervous. Would she take this chance to get revenge? Chloe took the drumstick out of her mouth and said calmly: "The juice did clear my acne." "The insoles hurt but my feet feel relaxed after. I'm not tired in gym class anymore." Mom and Vanessa froze. Neither expected Chloe to defend Mom. Vanessa was unwilling to give up. "Then why was she yelling at you?" I answered quickly: "Mom thinks Sister is too skinny. She wants her to eat more." "Mom cooked all this herself." Mr. Sterling looked guilty. "Monica, I'm sorry. I misunderstood you." Mom, realizing the tide had turned, threw herself into his arms and cried. Seeing Vanessa trying to intervene again, I grabbed Chloe and Mr. Sterling's hands. "Dad, let's eat together! I'll peel shrimp for you and Sister!" "Auntie Vanessa, there's no seat for you. Maybe you should go home." Vanessa gritted her teeth but had to leave. We had a rare, happy family dinner.
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