"Chad, why can Timmy watch, but I can't?" Anya protested, her usual obedience slipping through the cracks. Leo, stern as ever, replied, "Henry's mom handles him, and I handle you. If I say no, then it's a no." Anya, pouting in frustration, continued to sneak peeks.

Holding the phone he'd just confiscated, Leo thought for a moment. "I'm heading upstairs, Anya. Be good."

As Leo disappeared up the stairs, the normally compliant Anya decided today was not a day for following rules.

She slipped out to the backyard to see what Aunt Grace was up to.

"Keep spinning him, keep going, just like that. Make him feel like the world is spinning."

Wesley, hanging upside down and tightly bound, was flanked by bodyguards who spun him around, inducing a nauseating mix of vertigo and physical discomfort. The pain on his skin was tolerable, but the internal unease was unbearable, activating every nerve in his body.

The turmoil in his stomach, the dizziness, and the tight bonds around his ankles made him vomit uncontrollably, his own face becoming the landing spot for the vile mixture, causing immediate disgust among those nearby.

Humiliated, Wesley cursed, "Fuck! Molly, you won't get away with this."

"Oh look, he can curse, and in English no less. Bring a bucket of water."

Soon, the Gordon family's darling girl arrived with a bucket of water. "Auntie, here you go!"

Though the sun was warm, the water was icy cold. Molly scooped up a ladleful and splashed it on Wesley's face. "A little act of kindness from me to you."

Another ladleful followed.

Mia found it somewhat cruel, yet their curious baby boy watched intently.

She covered her son's eyes, "Sweetie, let's not watch your aunt."

"Mmm!"

you

little one, displeased, began to

"Time for bed, love."

so, the crying

introduction? Or jump straight into your relationship with Tom? Or, maybe you'd like

you'll regret it if you end up in my hands," Wesley

if Chad were here, you'd be done for. Butler, is the chili powder ready?"

her "kind" smile, "Don't worry,

sprinkled the chili powder

daughter, baffled. Was this

from the chili powder settling around her, covered her nose, "Auntie,

from the scene, sneezed as well,

turned to Wesley, who, if his rage could ignite, would've burned the

was a testament to the family's ruthless streak. "The boss's wife, as fierce as the boss. The boss's sister, ruthless like the boss." "How's the taste?" Molly asked, pinching her nose, looking at Wesley

glancing at the progress before peering out the window at the

had disobeyed and sneaked

the third floor, Leo shouted through

Chad from three stories up, realizing she'd been caught. Sheepishly,

shouted back defiantly, "Come down here if you've got something to

more lively than

interactions, usually mundane, were livened with a bit of mischief. The strict etiquettes observed were relaxed at home, where it was all about roughhousing and playful commands, only to be polite and well-mannered in the presence of outsiders. As the computer pinged with new information, Leo closed the window, focused on the screen, and muttered, "Wesley,

we have any

and inventive Jade was up to something

Anya piped up,

were about to burst,

her family's antics, wondered if her tolerance for chaos had diminished with age

Anya leading the way, Molly and her crew

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