“Of course we’re family! A proper, legitimate family!” Mrs. Winters declared, a triumphant glint in her eye.
Zebulon rushed forward, trying to stop her. “I’m warning you, don’t talk nonsense!”
“Ever since I got here, you’ve treated me with nothing but disrespect! I’m your elder! By rights, you should be calling me ‘Mom’!” Mrs. Winters swatted his pointing hand away and shouted.
“He should call you ‘Mom’?” Penelope’s eyes widened.
“Penelope, she’s lying! I… I…” Zebulon stammered, unable to form a coherent explanation.
“You think you’re worthy of being called ‘Mom’ by my son? Who do you think you are?” Mrs. Sullivan shrieked at Mrs. Winters. Then, fearing Penelope would connect the dots, she quickly added, “We don’t know this woman! She’s just a crazy old hag!”
“You’re the crazy old hag!” Mrs. Winters shot back.
“No, you are!”
“Have you forgotten what happened last night?”
“You want to try that again?”
“Anytime!”
Seeing that a fight was about to break out, the police officer intervened. “This isn’t your living room! Both of you, sit down and be quiet! Now, someone tell me, what is your relationship?”
“We have no relationship with her!” Mrs. Sullivan insisted.
“We are a family!” Mrs. Winters maintained.
“I’ve got it,” Penelope suddenly exclaimed, her eyes lighting up. She looked at Mrs. Winters. “You claim to be part of the Sullivan family, and you want Zebulon to call you ‘Mom,’ right?”
A sly, triumphant smile spread across Mrs. Winters’s face. She hadn’t said anything explicitly; Penelope had figured it out all on her own.
With the officer’s permission, Rebecca quickly pulled her mother aside.
“Stone Group has a critical project that depends entirely on Penelope right now,” Rebecca whispered urgently. “If she finds out the truth, she’ll kill the deal. The company could go bankrupt! Do you want me and the baby to be homeless?”
Mrs. Winters blinked. “She has that much power?”
Rebecca pursed her lips. “She got lucky.”
“Well, why didn’t you say so? If I had known what was at stake, I wouldn’t have caused all this trouble.”
Rebecca looked at her mother and let out a deep, weary sigh.
When they returned, Rebecca nudged her mother, silently pleading with her to retract her earlier statements. Mrs. Winters huffed, about to speak, but then a thought occurred to her. If she denied any connection to the Sullivans, wouldn’t that give Mrs. Sullivan the green light to have her arrested for theft? Absolutely not.
...

Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself
Hello! This series has been requested a lot on Reddit, but we’re unable to post the link there ourselves. If you have a Reddit account, we would truly appreciate it if you could help us share the link to this novel to increase its readership. As a thank-you, we will increase the number of free chapters available each day. Thank you so much for your support!...