The moment Delilah settled on the couch, Jodie’s gaze toward her underwent a transformation. A cold stare replaced the previous warmth.

Jodie had been subjected to her cruelty since childhood.

Before discovering her true identity, Jodie naively believed her mother harbored no love for her. In pursuit of that elusive affection, she went to great lengths.

It wasn’t until she crossed paths with Cindy, Owen, and Nicole that the revelation about her true parentage unfolded. Delilah was not her mother.

From that point on, Jodie’s character took a dark turn. She became willing to do anything to secure Wilfred’s love and the coveted status of being the cherished Newhouse heiress.

Jodie would go so far as to take a life if Delilah commanded it. She was ready to obey every whim.

Her existence felt like a precarious balancing act on a knife’s edge. Each step brought agony.

To cope, she redirected her frustrations onto Harvey whenever she felt upset. A model child in her parents’ presence, she transformed into a demon around Harvey.

She knew Harvey held the least significance in the family—he wasn’t Wilfred’s biological son. The Newhouses extended their generosity by making him one of their own.

constant use of Harvey

situation to torment

Delilah looked at Jodie in disgust. “Make

behind the couch to massage Delilah’s shoulders. Only

is dad

“Mm-hmm.”

going to

them?” Delilah scoffed. “Why should I? How is it bad for

hesitated before whispering,

you worried about?!” Delilah interrupted her. “Your

Jodie’s hands froze.

sharp eyes piercing through

let you be the little bitch’s


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