Beverley stared at the stew she had been simmering since dawn, her frustration evident as Millie criticized it relentlessly. "That's pork trotter stew with added beans. It's good for the kids." "Good for the kids, but what about pregnant women, huh? Didn't you see the thick layer of grease floating on top? It makes me nauseous just looking at it. How am I supposed to drink that?" Beverley took a deep breath to calm herself. "So, what do you want?"

"How can you be so clueless? Do I really have to spell it out for you? Can't you just skim off the grease on top? I wonder how someone with your intelligence has managed to survive this long..." Millie's words were harsh and unforgiving.

Beverley had never been spoken to like this before and felt her temper flare. "Who are you calling clueless? Millie, don't push me!"

If Beverley paid closer attention, she would notice that Millie was simply repeating the insults Beverley had previously thrown at her. Yes, Millie was seeking revenge.

Pregnant and carrying a fortune within her, Millie knew she could leverage her child to negotiate a hefty sum from Beverley.

One million, at least, right?

With that much money, marrying into the prestigious Murray family seemed less significant.

After all, Murray had never shown her affection.

Since marrying into wealth was off the table, there was no need to curry favor with her future mother-in-law.

Time for revenge, then.

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remember, if anything happens to my baby... don't

silently repeated mantras to calm down, eventually managing to steady

Millie's request, spending a good half hour skimming the grease off the stew, only for Millie to barely touch it. Beverley was so frustrated, she nearly fainted... Meanwhile, the Sherwood family was in

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