"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!"

get you

began to

"Time for bed, love."

the

relationship with Tom?

my hands," Wesley warned, glaring

in your hands? I'm already with my Chad. With your pathetic state, if Chad were here, you'd be done for. Butler, is the

it was brought over, Molly revealed her "kind" smile,

the chili powder on the upside-down

his nose, looked at his daughter, baffled. Was this really his child?

settling around her, covered her nose, "Auntie, how are

away from the scene, sneezed as well, "It'll pass. He's the one who should be

rage could ignite,

as the boss. The boss's sister, ruthless like the boss." "How's the taste?" Molly asked, pinching

hacking efforts, glancing at the progress

disobeyed

through the window, "Anya, not following the

she'd been caught. Sheepishly, she edged closer

back defiantly, "Come down here if

spectacle was more lively than any holiday

only to be polite and well-mannered in the presence of outsiders. As

we have

inventive Jade

and obedient Anya piped up, "We do!" And she

his lungs were about to burst, harbored

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

Molly and her crew went to fetch

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