A woman takes on the role of a wicked stepmother, only to find her schemes unraveling in ways she never planned. As she navigates a household full of tension and unexpected bonds, her mission to be the villain keeps failing against her own better instincts.
In this world, the quiet three-year-old boy in front of me, Leo Morelli, was destined to become the most ruthless, psychopathic crime boss in the city, depton to ruin everyone against him and the root of his twisted psychosis me his cruel stepmother recalling the vision i saw upon waking a vision of myself lying in a pool of blood
holding a gun in front of me i realized the only way i could survive is to be crueler than destroying him while he was a toddler except i didn't have much experience being but i figured the basic concept was simple make his life miserable so i turned my gaze to the a little boy sitting neatly on the chair, quietly sipping his milk. I stepped forward, snatched the
cup straight out of his hand, and tossed it to the maid. Replace it with celery juice. The bitterer the better. Little Leo froze, a small white milk mustache clinging to his lip. He glared at me in angry confusion, but not daring to utter a word. When I got this second life, this body had already been married into the Moretti family for half a year. The original stepmother realized that
Dominic Moretti, the interim don of the family and Leo's father, hardly ever came home, so she tore off her gentle mask. She began mentally abusing and framing young Leo. At first, Leo tried to resist, but what can a toddler do against an adult? Whenever he complained, she doubled down, gaslighting him, twisting his words, and framing him for bad behavior. After months of torment,