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Chapter 78
Jane’s last visit to the Bentleys left her feeling like she didn’t get to spend enough time with April, so she decided to join her the next day, which happened to be a weekend. Setting her adorable children up with toys to play with, Jane left the villa to meet April.
Little did Jane know that Amy had already arrived at Maplewood Mansion after her departure. Amy was left in awe and unable to react when she first laid eyes on the Warners. villa.
The Bentleys already lived in a wealthy area, and they had servants to attend to them. However, the Warners‘ villa, or rather estate, was on a completely different level. The estate boasted not only a team of numerous servants, but also an immaculate garden, a sparkling swimming pool, and various entertainment facilities.
With endless longing in her heart, Amy stood at the entrance and imagined the possibilities that awaited her. If only she could marry someone as rich as this, but fate favoured Jane instead.
Amy hesitated before knocking on the door of the Warners‘ villa. When the butler answered, he peered at her suspiciously and demanded to know her identity.
“Hello, I’m Jane’s younger sister. I’ve come to deliver something to her,” Amy said. Hearing that she was Jane’s sister, the butler hesitated for a moment but ultimately allowed her in.
Upon entering the living room, Amy’s eyes immediately landed on Drake’s rows of collectibles, causing her to eagerly explore the room. The sight before her was so incredible that her eyes widened in amazement. She had seen many of those items in magazines or videos and knew they held great value.
“Miss Bentley, please have a seat. I’ll go find the master,” the butler said.
“Okay.” Amy nodded, unable to wait to see the man Jane had married.
Amy’s greed took over as she stood up from the sofa and approached the rows of collectibles. She ran her fingers over them.
At that moment, a young, cold voice sounded, “That’s a 1787 Brasher Doubloon. If you so much as touch it with your filthy bare hands like that and damage it, you won’t be able to afford the compensation.”
Hearing the voice, Amy withdrew her hand and looked towards the staircase, where a small figure stood. Amy had done her research before coming and knew that Drake had a son. There were many rumours about him, but Drake had protected his son so well that almost no photos of him circulated. Therefore, although Amy knew that Drake had a son, she had no idea what he looked like. Seeing Zane, Amy subconsciously thought he was Drake’s son,
Zac.
“You’re Mr Warner’s child, Zac, right? You’re so cute!” Amy’s eyes lit up as she approached Zane, and she couldn’t resist the urge to pinch his cheek. As she lunged at Zane, he sidestepped her and fixed her with a frigid glare,
“Who are you?”
“Oh, I’m Jane’s sister, the woman who married your daddy,” Amy replied. She had done her
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research, so she knew about Annie’s existence and that Zane wasn’t Jane’s child. Her
attitude towards Jane wasn’t very friendly when talking to Zane.
Upon hearing her words, Zane’s gaze scanned Amy for a moment, and he said indifferently, “When did she have a sister? I didn’t know.” Not even using any title when referring to Jane, Amy felt pleased. Jane wasn’t favoured by Drake, and even his beloved son didn’t care about her. This realisation made Amy happy.
“Oh, my mother just married into the Bentleys.”
“So you’re a stepsister? No blood relation, right?”
“Of course not,” Amy quickly shook her head. Who would want any blood ties with someone like Jane?
“Although I’m her stepsister in name, I’ve met her and feel like she’s not a good person at
all.”
Upon hearing this, Zane’s expression turned cold, and he cursed angrily in his heart. Bad woman, you’re not a good person either. Look at your greedy appearance. You’re clearly someone who covets vanity. How dare you speak ill of my mommy.
“Oh, since you think she’s not a good person, why did you come to see her?” Zane suppressed his anger.
“Ah, I… I came here to see Mr Warner. I didn’t expect to see you first. It seems like we have a special connection,” Amy said with a forced smile, being polite to Zane. Perhaps there would be benefits from pleasing Mr Warner’s son.
With this thought in mind, Amy became even more attentive.
“Sir, what do you like to eat? Is there anything you particularly enjoy? I’ll bring it for you. next time I come.”
Upon hearing this, Zane’s smirk gave away his recognition that she was just another gold–digger trying to win over his dad.
“As for food? Well, I like cake. Why don’t you make one for me now?”
“What? Make it now? But I don’t know how!” Amy was taken aback. Cooking was manageable for her, but making a cake was something she had no idea about.
“You can learn. It’s such a simple thing, yet you can’t even do it. That woman knows how to make many desserts,” Zane said mockingly, pretending to look down on Amy.
Amy clenched her teeth when she heard that Jane was skilled in making desserts and the young master had a liking for cakes.
“Okay, I’ll give it a try and make one for you,” Amy agreed. She didn’t believe she couldn’t do it. She could just search for cake recipes online; she was confident she could succeed.
With this mindset, Amy entered the kitchen, followed by Zane, who loudly directed her on what to do. Amy looked at the recipe on her phone, while Zane gave instructions, “This… this also needs to be added. I saw them adding it when they made it, and this, this..
In the kitchen, flour was flying everywhere as Zane’s clumsiness resulted in Amy’s face and clothes being covered in the white powder. Amy put up with everything silently to make Drake and his son happy.
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Finally, she put the finished cake in the microwave. When the time was up, Zane urged Amy to take it out, while he kept his distance, wearing a mischievous smile.
As soon as Amy opened the microwave, she was hit with a blast of hot air, and the cake exploded, covering her in a gooey mess. Amy couldn’t take it anymore, and she let out a blood–curdling scream as she looked at her disheveled appearance and the sticky liquid oozing from her hair. Her composure shattered, and she was unable to speak for several
minutes.
Zane’s reaction to her embarrassment was immediate he burst into laughter.
The sound of Zac’s voice filled the room as he appeared at the kitchen door, having heard the commotion.
“Zane, what did you do? Did you make a kitchen bomb and blow up the kitchen?”
“It’s nothing. I just made a little bomb. Looks like it was quite successful,” Zane stopped laughing and replied to Zac.
Their conversation reached Amy’s ears, and she came to the realization that Zac, not Drake’s son, was the person she had been trying to impress. Her fury and humiliation boiling over, she pointed at Zane and let out a stream of curses that echoed through the
room.
“You little brat, how dare you play a prank on me? You’re not even Mr Warner’s son.”
Zane didn’t seem to care as he shrugged in response to what he heard. “I never said I was his son from the beginning.”
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