I became DIO's vicious stepmother

"What are you talking about, Alyssa, I don't understand what you mean."

I looked at Alyssa blankly, pretending not to understand what she was saying.

I have summed up a set of experience, when dealing with high-ranking green tea, you have to behave more bitch than her.Although that's what I mean, but I don't admit it, what can you do with me.

"You... Don't pretend, I know you regret that you rejected David, but now David is my husband."

Alyssa looked aggrieved, "You obviously let go at the beginning, you chose to pursue love, but now you are jealous of my life, and even do such despicable things behind your back... You have changed, I don't know you anymore, Jenny."

Whenever Jenny realizes that Alyssa has gone too far, Alyssa will play this trick and blame Jenny for the problems and conflicts.Jenny began to wonder if it was her fault, or maybe she did something wrong.As a result, she entered into a cycle of self-reflection, and still couldn't see clearly whether her sister Alyssa was a scheming bitch.

But I'm not good old Jenny, don't I see the trick?

"I really don't know what you're talking about, Alyssa."

I looked at her pretending to be innocent, without any intention of explaining, just doing so would make her feel even more sad.

"Ah, you don't mean to substitute a story, do you? It's a story, I don't mean anything else."

My lotus words successfully angered her. Alyssa probably didn't expect that the honest Jenny would say such a thing one day, but she couldn't react for a while, and her lips trembled a little.

"Jenny... If you have any difficulties, just tell me directly, why bother? What good does it do you to slander me in the back? You should also know that David is married to me, and I am his wife. "

"Oh, I'm really in trouble. The school where Dior is studying has heard about a scandal involving a priest molesting a student. The victim committed suicide. I'm worried whether Dior will... Unfortunately, you can't help me. I can only Find someone who can help and find a way to let Dior go to a better school..."

I pretended to be embarrassed and sighed. Of course, this was a lie to her, and the purpose was just to make her unhappy.

I deliberately didn't answer the questions that Alyssa cared about so much, and let her make up her mind.

Alyssa stared at me for a long time, not knowing what she was thinking, she bit her lips slightly, and said bitterly, "I'll discuss this matter with David when I get back, we Will try again. If Dior goes to public school, can you swear to stop writing things that cause people to misunderstand?"

Sure enough, it is still possible to arrange for Dior to enter the public school, but I don't want to help with this.Doesn't she feel guilty and blush when she says that now?

Since I didn't intend to send Dior to public school, I just wanted to make things difficult for Alyssa, I shook my head and shrugged helplessly, "You think too much, Alyssa, the story I wrote It's just to make a living, after all, I'm not as rich as yours, and I have servants and coachmen at home, so I can only make ends meet by earning some royalties."

"you……"

Alyssa finally found out that I had made up my mind to pretend to be stupid to the end, and I would not let her do it again. Her face turned blue and white, and finally she couldn't say anything.

I ignored her, jumped into the carriage, and said to Alyssa nonchalantly, "Ah, Alyssa, if you can, please send me to the school, I have to pick up my stepson home .”

"...That is naturally no problem."

Although Alyssa was so angry, she couldn't let the driver leave me here and leave by herself. She also set up a virtuous person outside, so she had to grit her teeth and tell the driver, "It's just on the way, send Jenny to pick her up today sons, and send them home."

"Understood, ma'am."

After receiving the order, the coachman waved his whip and drove away from Mrs. Lawrence's estate.

……

The priest who allegedly assaulted the students was arrested.It was still the same dead atmosphere at school, and when I went to pick Dio home, I ran into another nasty-talking teen that George had been hanging out with.

George had already committed suicide by jumping off a building. This man was different from his usual arrogant appearance. He was trembling, as if he was afraid of something.And after seeing me, that person's face suddenly became quite ugly.It was like seeing a plague god, avoiding me, and ran away without saying anything.

What are you doing?

I frowned and looked at the back of the other party leaving, and didn't waste my energy trying to guess what happened.

After waiting outside the school for a while, Dio finally came out with a book.

"This way, Dio." I waved and called to him.

Dio couldn't help being stunned when he saw me dressed up for the ladies' afternoon tea, he walked up to me, stared at me for a while, and then asked suspiciously, "Why do you have to dress so grandly? "

"Today your aunt invited me to have tea with the ladies, and Mrs. Sterling, she said that she misses you very much and hopes that you can continue to help with housework when you are free."

I took Dior to the carriage parked on the main road, and explained the situation to him, "You are lucky today, you can take the carriage home from your aunt's house."

"Oh, I'm lucky." Dio bent his lips.

"Is there anything good going on recently? I think you seem to be in a good mood."

I noticed Dio's expression, so I asked casually.

"Yes, I have."

Dio suddenly smiled strangely for no reason, "A lot of pleasant things happened, do you want to hear? If you want to hear, I can tell you in full."

...why do you feel a little bad?

It seems to be human beings' instinctive perception of crisis, and I suddenly realized that something was wrong. Could it be that he was really responsible for what happened in school recently?

George doesn't look like someone who would commit suicide by jumping off a building after being violated. Could it be Dior...

The more I think about it, the more likely it is... But why did he want to tell me? !Are you not going to pretend to be in front of me?

No, I heard that natural sociopaths want to show off their bad deeds.But so far it's all my suspicions, and I don't have any proof, maybe Dior was talking about something else.But whatever it was, I didn't want to know, it was too dangerous to be involved in trouble, and I didn't want to be his accomplice.In this way, if one day he capsizes and is caught by the police, everything has nothing to do with me.

So I took the initiative to change the subject, "It's okay, mom is not the one who asks the bottom line and wants to know all the children's secrets, Dior must be very popular in school, it's normal if girls like it, don't tell me everything, as long as you like it , Mom will support your choice."

What a good reason.I applaud my wit, perfect.

"..."

My words made Dio stunned again. He seemed to be thinking about what I meant, and suddenly narrowed his eyes, staring at me for a while, then seemed to lose interest, and his voice suddenly became cold. "Forget it, nothing."

Like a perverted criminal who can't show what he has done to the public, he always feels that he looks a little disappointed.

Anyway, it seems to have passed smoothly.

I breathed a sigh of relief, then took Dio into the carriage, and greeted Alyssa who couldn't hold back her smile.

"Call Auntie, Dior. Today Auntie kindly asked their carriage to take us home."

Dio glanced gloomyly at Alyssa's face, quickly showed a fake smile, and politely said, "Thank you, Aunt Alyssa, I heard that you also helped me inquire about the school, although I can't go, But thank you very much for what you did for me."

"Oh...this child is really sweet." Alyssa said with a smile, "Dior is so sensible and well-educated. If you don't know it, you will think it is a child of a noble family. You are so lucky to have such a stepson. Not bad, Jenny."

"You're welcome, dear, and I can make him your godson if you like. Dio must be willing too, isn't he Dio?"

I looked at Arisa with a half-smile, with the same hypocritical expression on her face.

"I hope to share this good luck with you."