She took out her phone, and I waited to see the show of her calling my dad.
Thea screamed, "No, Janet, think about it. The baby isn't born yet. What if Mr. Jones gets angry? You must endure it!"
Janet stopped dialing, looking enlightened, "I get it, Bella. You're trying to make me look unreasonable so your dad will hate me. When the baby is born, you and your mom will take my son and make him call you mom!"
After a long time, they finished their drama, and I finally had a chance to speak.
"First, my dad has been dead for five years. You should ask the baby's father why he's pretending to be my dad. You might want to report him for fraud."
"Second, my parents had a very stable relationship. Even if my dad were alive, he wouldn't look at you, so stop slandering him."
"Third, the Jones family..."
Before I could finish, Flora interrupted, "Are you going to say the Jones family relies on your mother?"
The three laughed hysterically. I didn't understand what was so funny and it was the truth!
If Janet weren't pregnant, she might have rolled on the floor laughing.
Janet wiped tears from her eyes and said, "Bella, stop your nonsense. I know exactly what you're thinking. You want me to be unreasonable so your dad will hate me."
"I've been with your dad for over a year. I've seen his ID and stayed at your villa."
To prove her point, Janet showed photos of her in a bikini at our villa pool, "You recognize this place, don't you?"
I raised an eyebrow and it was indeed our villa in the suburbs.
Did someone steal our keys and deceive Janet?
It seemed I needed to ask the housekeeper to change the locks and strengthen security.
I glanced at Janet, who was arrogant. She only had one requirement for her boyfriend, which was wealth.
The more women cared about money, the easier they were to be deceived. Maybe by casually treating her to a few meals, I could deceive her.
I was not a kind and innocent girl. I didn't intend to mention the evidence I had prepared. Since Janet was so sure that she was pregnant with my father's child, then let her be.
I didn't explain further, waiting for the day they would be proven wrong. But they thought I was speechless because I'd been caught lying.
Janet unceremoniously took a black card from my bag and handed it to Flora, "A girl like you doesn't need such a high-end card. As your stepmother, I'll keep it for you. Don't tell your dad, or you'll regret it."