Chapter 85\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stella believed Genevieve, in particular, would certainly be exasperated and would make a fool out of herself in front of\u00a0<\/p>\n
Tristan.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Genevieve turned around with two bowls in her hands. She didn\u2019t seem to have noticed anything. Her hand paused for a moment as she served the oatmeal. It still looked smooth and creamy, but the steam rising from it carried a subtle hint of saltiness.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It could fool her eyes, but it couldn\u2019t fool her nose.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was a childish trick, but Genevieve didn\u2019t plan to expose Stella. Some lessons needed to be learned so one would remember\u00a0<\/p>\n
them.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After Genevieve served two big bowls of oatmeal, she took out a bowl bigger than those two and filled more than half of it. She then pushed the bowl to Stella and put on a gentle smile.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI noticed that you didn\u2019t eat much yesterday, little princess. You must have a good appetite today, then. Come. Have more. You\u2019re still growing now, after all.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The smug smile on Stella\u2019s face stiffened in an instant.\u00a0<\/p>\n
This wasn\u2019t how things were supposed to play out. Why would this bad woman serve her a bowl as well\u2013and a big one at that?\u00a0<\/p>\n
As Stella looked at the warm bowl of oatmeal in front of her, the color drained from her face.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2013I don\u2019t feel hungry in the morning,\u201d she stuttered, trying to reject the offer.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re not hungry?\u201d Genevieve raised an eyebrow, and her smile grew wider as she continued, \u201cHow could that be possible? I specially cooked the oatmeal longer just for you. Look at how smooth and creamy this is. Look at how delicious the apple slices look. All my efforts will go down the drain if you don\u2019t have some.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She held a spoonful of oatmeal to Stella\u2019s lips as she said, \u201cHere, I\u2019ll feed you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Genevieve\u2019s tone was so gentle that it sent a shiver down Stella\u2019s spine. She had a feeling that Genevieve might have a million. ways to make her swallow it, even if she refused to have some.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stella was caught between a rock and a hard place.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She wanted to cry, but she had no tears left to shed. Left with no choice, she bit the bullet and took a bite of the oatmeal.\u00a0<\/p>\n
In the next second, an indescribably terrifying saltiness exploded in her mouth.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stella\u2019s face was scrunched up in pain, and tears instantly streamed down her face.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She wanted to spit it out, but when she met Genevieve\u2019s smiling eyes, she didn\u2019t have the guts to do it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She could only force herself to hold back the urge to throw up and swallowed the oatmeal. She immediately felt her entire\u00a0<\/p>\n
throat burn.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHow is it? Is it nice?\u201d Genevieve asked, still smiling gently.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2013it\u2019s delicious\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stella had to squeeze the last two words out through gritted teeth. Her voice shook.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIf it\u2019s delicious, have more then,\u201d said Genevieve.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She nodded happily and pushed the spoon into Stella\u2019s hand.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When Tristan walked out of his room, he witnessed a strange scene at the dining table.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 85\u00a0<\/p>\n
2\/2\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stella had tears in her eyes as she held the big bowl, looking as though she were being punished.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Genevieve, on the other hand, rested her chin on her palm, watching with calm enjoyment.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Tristan walked up to the table, and his gaze caught on the oatmeal. Everything instantly became clear to him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He said nothing. He simply picked up his bowl of oatmeal and took a bite elegantly. Then, he frowned a little before swallowing it calmly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After he put his bowl down, he looked at Stella, whose face was all wrinkled in misery.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Then, he said calmly, \u201cLooks like we\u2019ll have to make it to your liking the next time and stock up more salt.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
As expected, the two adults were in cahoots, and Stella felt they were both laughing at her. She couldn\u2019t hold it in any longer. She shoved the bowl aside and burst into tears before running back to her room.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Genevieve pursed her lips. She was about to tidy up the mess, but Tristan beat her to it and picked up the two bowls that were laced with \u201cpoison\u201c.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 86\u00a0<\/p>\n
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