Claudia was fuming as she paced back and forth in her mother’s bedroom. Her limbs were trembling in rage. She had never been this angry in her life. How dare she? That bastard had the audacity to have her thrown out of the house that was supposed to be hers. How could she?!
"Claud, will you talk to me?" Irene asked, tired of watching Claudia pacing around.
Claudia stopped on her tracks and whirled around to face her mother. "You can’t believe this mom. That daughter of a slut literally told the guards to throw me out of Alexander’s mansion," she spat out bitterly, then noticed the way Irene’s jaw tightened.
She didn’t believe it.
"Mom, I cannot let her do that to me. I can’t let her keep embarrassing me this way, mom," Claudia continued, fake tears starting to gather in her eyes.
Irene seemed to be thinking. She knew it. She knew that runt would always be a plague to her Claudia. And after all she had done for her all these years, the slut still had the nerve to steal Claudia’s fiance.
Well, what did she expect? Seraphina did the same, now history was repeating itself.
"Don’t worry, Claudia," Irene assured. "Anna won’t get away with it. Your mother would make sure the low-life prostitute’s daughter is reminded of her place.
Claudia moved closer to her mother, a warm smile curling on her lips. Her mother was the best woman. Even though she didn’t care what her mother would do to Anna, she just needed her approval to go ahead with her next ’beautiful’ plans for Anna. She didn’t want her mother to feel left out about her current situation. She hated Anna, even hated her more for what she did to her this morning.
Thinking about that, the warm smile on Claudia’s lips was replaced by anger mixed with intense hatred.
"I can’t wait, mom. I want her to end like her mother, because she is only going to cause more troubles for me. She is my jinx, mom..."
"I told you to relax. If I can put an end to Seraphina, what is Anna that I can’t send to her," Irene said and Claudia gasped.
She stumbled backward, staring at her mother in shock. Meanwhile, Irene smiled, not fazed by Claudia’s reaction.
"You didn’t do that, did you?" Claudia gasped out.
Irene nodded proudly. "She was planning on doing something I didn’t like. I warned her several times never to dare, but she never listened." A sly scowl appeared on her face. "So I slipped some substance into her drink. On her death bed, she still insisted on doing the same thing, and I couldn’t take it anymore and silently shut her mouth forever. Oh... poor soul."


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