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.

fathom his sister's ending if he wasn't there as a punching bag for

lad." The nanny had no idea about his thought process...She was merely relieved

finished the whole bowl, the nanny ruffled his blue hair like a loving 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 your schools and informed them that you

nanny had to do this, knowing that if Grace went to

she was merely four years old and most teachers wouldn't pay heads to

Noah? He couldn't move even if he

again." The nanny held his hand and tightened it. Then, she requested with a kind expression, "So, let's keep it

'She is afraid.'

making him realize that the nanny wasn't remorseful about her

him 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 a

knew this, he was also afraid

the nanny's rage beforehand to understand that such a

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

to remain quiet about any of this for now and keep the facade until at least he

...

then weeks, Noah had already recovered fully and return to his normal life...However, some welts had left thin scars on

she knew that the welts were bound

whipping, Noah's welts

was a huge differnece between going to

avoid prolonging the absence period, the nanny kept her word

previous experience and treated the nanny the

with her or eat anything that she cooked. Plus, she started to sleep in Noah's bed and always cling to him wherever he

she held her anger

The nanny

silently in

The nanny praised as she ruffled their hair lovingly,

up her purse...Then, she walked out of the door

the driveway and started the car...Then, she drove

moment Noah heard the fading noise of the car driving further away, he

of the service woman...His father gave it to him in case of emergency situation that couldn't be handled

she was paid enough to do

calling her even though the nanny

if the nanny had truly left or faked it to see

felt that it was the perfect time since he had shown the nanny that he was being a sensible

Ring Ring...Cluck!