Supremacy Games

The next morning...

Noah opened his eyes slowly while wincing softly...He turned his head with great difficulty and looked around him.

When he noticed that he was lying in his bedroom next to his little sister, memories of last night's abuse resurfaced in his mind.

'Argh!'

The ignored pain had finally settled in, making him unable to move a single inch without aggravating a welt.

Still, Noah fought against it and pushed himself to check on his little sister, worrying that she might have been beaten by the nanny after he passed out.

'Thank god...' Fortunately, he saw that she wasn't harmed at all, making him sigh in relief.

Cluck...

Abruptly, the door to his bedroom opened up gently...The nanny came inside while carrying a bowl and a glass of water.

"You finally woke up." The nanny showed a kind worried expression as she asked, "Are you feeling better now?"

"..."

Noah merely kept eyeing her with a look filled with varied emotions, confusion, anger, hate, and lastly fear.

She has almost beaten him to death yesterday, yet she was standing here, asking for his well-being like he fell off a tree or something.

"Be a good kid and drink this soup, it will hasten your recovery." The nanny said while filling up a spoon.

She brought it close to his mouth and rushed him, "Drink it before it gets cold."

Noah opened his mouth and drank it with an expressionless face.

If he was a normal eight years old kid, he would have either thrown a tantrum and refused to touch the soup or slapped the spoon away.

But Noah was different...He was forced to mature very, very early.

This made him understand that he couldn't agitate the nanny right now by acting childishly, especially when he had no strength to even stand up.

Most importantly...

'I need to recover faster before she falls off into another frenzy and target my sister this time.' Noah drank the soup like his life depended on it for this sole reason.

wasn't there as a punching bag for the

process...She was merely relieved that he was

mother and warned him, "Don't move too much, so you won't ruin your bandage...Just behave and keep lying here, I called both of

do this, knowing that if Grace went to school, she

four years old and most teachers wouldn't pay heads to her words,

move even if

what happened yesterday will never occur again." The nanny held his hand and tightened it. Then, she requested with a kind expression, "So, let's keep

'She is afraid.'

making

going down to the school or police station and tell

Grace, he didn't even need

ruined and abused flesh...This was more than enough to get

Noah knew this, he was also afraid of

beforehand to understand that such a crazy woman was simply

a man, he didn't dare to imagine what would happen to him and his sister if he tried to ruin her chances at

quiet about any of this for now and keep the facade until at

...

fully and return to his normal life...However, some welts had left thin scars on his back,

belt, she knew that the welts were bound to disappear

hard in her whipping,

a huge differnece between going to the school or police

prolonging the absence period, the nanny kept her word and didn't lay a finger on

was too traumatized by the previous experience and treated the nanny the

make an eye contact with her or eat anything that she cooked. Plus, she started to sleep in Noah's bed and always cling to

nerves, but she held her anger inside and allowed her to do as she

store." The nanny smiled kindly while

nodded silently in

nanny praised as she ruffled their hair lovingly, making them

and picked up her purse...Then, she walked out of the door and locked it behind

driveway and started

of the car driving further away, he

the number of the service woman...His father gave it to

paid enough to do this

refrained from calling her even though the nanny

no idea if the nanny had truly left or faked it to see

since he had shown the nanny

Ring Ring...Cluck!