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The guests were stunted their voices filling the air with a chorus of astonishment. “I heard Winona was supposed to be a
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Ther the stairs as absolutely stunning, and she doesnt look silly at all,” another commented,
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komada ther winspera, a muddir–aged woman with a gentle grace dressed in a white and light blue bodycon dress, moved daug, the crowd and Raned chantang the stairs
kadar seated Winem ate good at her with affection, her voice carrying a hint of feigned concern. “Winona, you know youse wared of heights Why are you up there alone? If it’s too much just squat down, and I’ll come get you and bring you Cars walery
hits of the woman, Winona’s face paled A surge of disgu washed over her. The woman was Morgan, Felicia’s
Y and Wines once–cherished stepmother, whom she had trusted and loved like her own mom.
turges like her daughter Felicia, had a knack for appearing innocent and was adept at concealing her true nature.
Before turning theen Winona had been a bright star–beautiful and talented. But a car accident left her in the hospital for two weeks, and when she came to, her mental state was that of a five–year–old
Hey dad and brothers thought it was the accident’s aftermath Winona believed it too. Morgan went above and beyond for
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her, even more than for Felicia, catering to every desire.
They were in the car together during the accident, and Morgan played it up like she’d risked her life to save Winona.
After the crash, Winona’s dad and brothers, who’d kept Morgan heaped her with gratitude and trust. Once just a stand–in for the
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arm’s length, started to see her as a hero for Winona. They mom, Morgan had truly become a Mosley.
On the ill–fated night of Winona’s wedding in her past life, Felicia dropped a bombshell on her. Winona was shocked to find out that her sudden shift from a genius to someone thinking like a five–year–old was all down to Morgan.
The woman she’d seen as a mom had been slipping heavy doses of mind–bending drugs into her meals.
Morgan and Felicia were eaten up with jealousy over Winona’s talent and shine. They fretted that Winona’s brilliance would cast a shadow over their own, jeopardizing their plans to win her father and brothers‘ favor and claim the Mosley family
fortune.
While she remembered her past, Winona’s gaze hardened as she fixed her eyes on Morgan, her hands clenched so tightly that her nails dug into her palms.
By some stroke of luck, she’d been granted a second chance after her tragic demise. Determined, she silently vowed to make those who’d hurt her suffer the same agony, to repay their cruelty a hundred times over.
Morgan, with her back to the crowd, caught Winona’s unwavering gaze but found no trace of compliance. She subtly winked at Winona, signaling her to go along with the act.
“Winona, it’s risky being so close to the edge in that dress. Squat down, and I’ll help you down safely,” Morgan said, her voice feigning warmth.
Morgan seethed quietly. ‘Damn it! I was just out getting Leonard’s birthday cake, and while I was gone, Felicia lost the Mosley name and got kicked out, all because of this fool.‘
Felicia had been utterly ruined by Winona, who was now dazzling the guests with her glamorous appearance. Morgan wasn’t going to let her steal the spotlight and leave everyone in awe.
Winona caught Morgan’s signal and stifled an icy chuckle. Despite her fear of heights, Harley had designed a stunning outfit for her that played with optical illusions. This smart move highlighted her delicate features and downplayed her fuller figure, giving the instant impression she’d lost weight.
In her 3–inch heels, she stood tall, commanding attention as she looked over the crowd. Everyone was mesmerized by her flawless makeup and the powerful presence she exuded.
If she crouched down, the illusion would break, revealing the extra weight she’d been hiding, and turning her carefully crafted image into a mess.
Morgan was trying to make Winona look foolish by urging her to squat down, but Winona wasn’t about to give her the satisfaction. Ignoring Morgan’s words, she stood tall, batting her long, thick eyelashes innocently as she locked eyes with her.
To the onlookers, Winona’s wide, innocent eyes sparkled like those of an angel–pure and enchanting. Her innocence had the crowd’s hearts racing and their pulses quickening.
But to Morgan, who had been controlling Winona for the past five years, that innocent look only came off as naive and foolish.
Winona went along with the act, pretending to be puzzled as she spoke up, just loud enough for others to overhear. “Aunt Morgan, what did you say? I can’t quite hear you.”
Morgan, who had once used Winona to pose as Leonard’s original wife, had reveled in the privileges and admiration from high society, parading around like a peacock. Her worst fear was being exposed as the second wife, not the first.
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Winona had everyone charmed, but when she spoke to Morgan, eyebrows shot up. “Whoa, really?” someone blurted. “I totally thought Morgan was Mr. Mosley’s first love. So she’s just the stepmom?”
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Another guest piped up. “Being a stepmom’s no biggie, but didn’t you catch Ms. Mosley calling her ‘Aunt Morgan‘? Does that mean her mom was Morgan’s sister?”
A third guest leaned in, voice hushed. “I can’t shake this feeling there’s more to the story. Did Morgan have a hand in Ms. Mosley’s mom’s death to step into her shoes?”
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