"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 to

displeased, began to pout

"Time for bed, love."

so, the crying

straight into your relationship

you'll regret it if you end up in my hands," Wesley warned, glaring at the

if Chad were here, you'd be done for. Butler, is the chili powder ready?" Soon, the butler arrived with a pan of freshly fried, nose-tingling

it was brought over, Molly revealed her "kind"

the chili powder on the

daughter, baffled. Was this really his

uncontrollably from the chili powder settling around her, covered

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

rage could ignite, would've

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

glancing at the progress before peering out the

disobeyed and

the third floor, Leo shouted through the window, "Anya, not

three stories up, realizing she'd been caught. Sheepishly, she edged closer to Mia, "Auntie, Chad told me not to

at Leo, shouted back defiantly, "Come down here if you've

more

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,

we have any beehives

inventive Jade was

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

his lungs were about to burst, harbored deep resentment towards the Cedillo

observing her family's antics, wondered if her tolerance for chaos had

and her crew went

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