Chapter 7 - Something Is Wrong (1/2)

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However, when I arrived at the small town hospital that I had given birth in, I didn’t manage to obtain any useful information.

Five years had passed and the records of that year had been erased. It was as if I had never been here.

My stepmother would never have cleaned up her tracks so thoroughly if her motive was only to take away my son.

There must be something else behind all this.

On the other hand, Shana and her mother, Vela, were discussing Luna’s great transformation.

“Mom, that little bitch has not only become prettier, but she has also become bolder. She actually dared to hit me. You have to avenge me!” Shana covered her swollen face and said hatefully.

“Don’t be hasty. We’ve got a hold over her. It’s easy to deal with her. By the way, how are you getting along with Peter lately?”

“Peter has a very good impression of me! As long as that fat girl Luna breaks off the engagement, he will definitely marry me! But Luna has become so beautiful, I’m afraid that if Peter sees her, his heart will soften and he won’t be willing to break off the engagement…”

“Why wouldn’t he? My silly daughter, I hear Peter is planning a romantic courtship event recently. Who do you think the female lead will be?”

“Peter must have prepared it for me!”

Shana was delighted, and her previous concerns were instantly dispelled. She said proudly, “I knew that Brother Peter would definitely not let me down! No, I must let that little bitch witness it so that she won’t be infatuated with my Peter in the future!”

“Ding dong, ding dong…”

I picked up my phone and realized it was a call from my good-for-nothing step-sister, Shana. I frowned but still answered.

“Luna, there’s an event tomorrow. You have to…”

As soon as I heard Shana’s snooty tone, I was disgusted. Before she could finish, I refused. “Not interested.”

On the other end of the phone, Shana paused for a moment before screaming in exasperation. “Don’t forget that your son is still in our hands! If you don’t go, I will…”

My son, my baby. My heart aches every time he is mentioned.

What if my baby is really in their hands? What if these two stupid women go crazy and do something to my son?

Hence, I could only feign civility. “Don’t always use my son against me. Tell me, what event?”