Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 1870

Kiran's mom was rocking a sky-blue dress with a light shawl draped over her shoulders. She looked just as stunning and graceful as she always did in photos. In her arms was a tiny baby girl, no older than a year.

"Mom?" Kiran was taken aback.

"Kiran, where's the bottle?" his mom asked, rummaging through the living room.

Just then, the housekeeper appeared from the kitchen with the bottle in hand. "Madam, here it is."

"Oh, it was here all along. Gave me quite a scare," his mom said, cradling the baby, Sandy, and calming her down with the bottle.

"Mom..." Kiran could hardly believe his eyes. The woman before him was indeed his mother... his actual mom.

the look on Kiran's face. "Are your studies wearing you out? I've told your dad so many times not to put so much pressure on you, but he just doesn't listen! Let's ditch today's lessons. You're already so smart, Kiran. No need to cram

nearby looked uneasy. "Madam, I'm

out, there'd

won't have him suffer," his mom said firmly, scooping up the

today's lessons were important. But his mom had already handed Sandy over to the housekeeper. "I'm taking my son out for some fun. If

looked worried. If Mr. Angelo found out, they'd be in big trouble! Everyone exchanged helpless glances, not knowing what

memories, his mom was always like this, but ever since Sandy was born, she hadn't been able to leave her bed. Why... wasn't

his own memories. Why was his mom

the illusions he had taken for reality began to crumble. As if this was how

bent down to look at him, worry in her eyes. “That Caelum is getting too much. Even if he wants to groom you as his successor, he should take care of your health! You're still young; there's plenty of time to learn all

here, and that's amazing." Kiran