“No wonder you had that aura about you. Turns out that’s just the natural poise of a billionaire’s wife.”
“We came here today to support you. We’re all respectable mothers—we can’t let a home-wrecking mistress bully you.”
“Exactly. What kind of child could a mistress raise? Ethan truly deserves praise. Even at his young age, he knows how to rid society of filth!”
The homeroom teacher bowed low, fawning over Chloe:
“Chloe, just tell me what Ethan likes to eat. From now on, the kindergarten meals will be tailored to his tastes.”
Chloe soaked in the flattery from teachers and parents like a peacock strutting in full glory.
Adrian had never been capable enough. Without marrying me and gaining the protection that came with it, his rivals would have devoured him long ago. He never would have climbed to the status of billionaire.
Yet now, this very fact had become the source of Chloe’s pride and arrogance.
When the parents noticed me arriving, the same people who had been eager to flatter her instantly frowned, their faces twisting in disdain—as though I were filth contaminating the air.
The homeroom teacher walked straight up to me, face cold and severe: