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    Tasha was surprised to see that both Joyce and Caiden had be well-behaved. But Jack? He was utterly fearless.


    He turned the living room into his personal yground, dashing around and purposely obstructing Dani’s view of the TV.


    Joyce chuckled smugly from the sidelines, fully aware that no matter how strict Dani could be, she wouldn’ty a finger on the boy. After suffering the loss of her own child, Dani had a soft spot for kids, and her patience stretched far beyond reason.


    Joyce saw an opportunity in that weakness, shaping Jack into the untouchable little troublemaker.


    It all started with defying Dani—Joyce’s ultimate n was for Jack to slowly establish himself as the true ruler of the household. Hidden in the dim light, Joyce shed Jack a discreet thumbs-up.


    Jack caught sight of her approval and grinned mischievously before upping the stakes—climbing onto the sofa, shoes and all. Tasha’s gaze flickered to Dani. Even in their brief time together, she had noticed Dani’s obsession with cleanliness.


    But despite Jack’s antics, Dani remained still, making no move to stop him. Tasha mused, “That figures. Mothers always have a tender spot for children, reluctant to be too stern with them.”


    But if kids weren’t corrected early, they’d grow impossible to handleter. With a quiet sigh, Tasha concluded that Dani was still too young, too unseasoned in such matters.


    But before she could dwell on it, the living room lights flickered and dimmed.


    A heartbeatter, the entire room was swallowed by darkness. Joyce spotted Jack’s little stunt and let out a satisfiedugh.


    Tasha exhaled, ready to switch the lights back on, until she noticed Dani rising slowly from the sofa. The TV remained the sole source of light, its flickering glow dancing eerie shadows across the walls.


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    Tasha watched as Dani caught Jack’s wrist, her eyes dark and unreadable. “Do you have a death wish?”


    Dani’s hand lifted. For a split second, everyone braced for the blow, but instead, a sharp bang shattered the silence. Her palm crashed down—not on Jack, but against the ss table before her.


    Jack gawked in stunned silence, his face rigid as the flickering light cast eerie shadows over Dani’s emotionless features, making her seem even more chilling.


    Dani let go of his cor. And as if on cue, the lights flooded the room with brightness.


    Without another word, Dani strode past Jack, her steps slow and deliberate as she climbed the stairs.


    Joyce stood frozen, still processing the moment when a sharp sound shattered the silence. The ss table exploded into shards, its fragments scattering across the floor with a sharp, nerve-rattling crack.


    In the hushed stillness of the night, the sound carried an eerie, almost foreboding weight.


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