�Shh!� Adie turned towards the door and added hushedly, �Naughty Daddy used to bully Mommy and treated her terribly. We should�ve taught him a harsh lesson long ago, but we never had the chance. Now he walked right through our door and straight into our hands, so we must seize this opportunity and make him suffer!�

�Do you have any plans, Adie? Evil Daddy looks like a smart guy. He won�t be an easy target to deal with. Would it be a little too hard for us to teach him a lesson?�

�Don�t worry about that. If we work together, he�s simply no match for us.�

Adie had long conspired countless nefarious plans to deal with Stefan Hunt in his brilliant little mind. He leaned in towards Abby and whispered into her ear, and the twins enthusiastically began to discuss their schemes.

Meanwhile, Stefan sat in the living room, almost bored to tears. He looked around him and found that, although this �home� seemed a little shabby, it still felt quaintly comforting and warm. He thought that perhaps the happiness of the ordinary man: a complete family of four�with a son and a daughter, three square meals each day, and a spouse who was always by your side�sounded pretty enticing after all.

Stefan picked up a magazine on the coffee table and browsed through it. Even the most ordinary and commonplace surroundings failed to suppress his haughty and reserved aura.

It was then that Margaret returned from grocery shopping, her hands full of shopping bags, and the second she saw the man on the couch, she let out a scream as if she had just seen the devil himself.

�Aaahh! You� you� you� Stefan Hunt! What are you doing here? What are you planning to do?�

She then picked up the big kitchen knife that she just bought and held it up as if she was about to fight the man to the death.

Stefan remained calm and completely unruffled. He eyed Margaret up and down with a cold gaze that bathed him with an oppressive aura.

�Are you� Renee�s nanny?�

He had an inkling of a memory of what Margaret was like. He remembered how Margaret used to like matching him up with Renee in the past. He wondered why she would suddenly change so dramatically and became so hostile to him that she even wanted to chase him away with a knife.

Margaret�s eyes oozed with animosity towards Stefan. She glared viciously at him, and with a kitchen knife in her hand, she sarcastically taunted, �I can�t believe the noble and haughty Mr. Stefan Hunt would remember an old woman like me! Well, in that case, you must know full well that there is a mortal grudge between us. What gave you the audacity to step into this house yourself? Are you plotting something evil?�

�I�ll give you three seconds,� she continued. �Get out of this house, or I�ll give you a taste of my kitchen knife!�

Margaret feared that Stefan had come with sinister intentions to hurt Renee again, or perhaps he was scheming to do something to the twins, so she made up her mind: she�d chase the man away or die trying!

Stefan put his hands in his pockets, perfectly calm and composed, but a cold sneer cropped up on his lips as he commented, �What a loyal servant. Did Renee teach you how to do this?�

�I�m old enough to have one foot in death�s door,� she replied. �I don�t need anyone to teach me anything. You know full well about the horrible things you�ve done to Miss Renee. You�re lucky that she never sought revenge due to her high moral standards, but I�m not like her. I�m just a lowly servant with no proper upbringing, so if you force my hand, I will not hesitate to attack you because I�ve got nothing to lose!�

�Didn�t you hear me?!� she repeated. �I said, get out of this house!�

Margaret was brandishing the kitchen knife like a hysterical woman, and the situation was getting more and more dramatic.

But Stefan was unaffected by it at all. His gaze shifted toward the basket of tomatoes, and he calmly said, �I�m here because my grandfather ordered me to send this to you. Now that the thing�s been delivered, I�ll leave right away.� JrNovels.com