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The Black Swan's Final Revenge Pirouette: The 99th Game Was Mine All Along by Kylie Homme

Chapter 213
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Chapter 213

Holy cow!

Bright’s mom didn’t sugarcoat her disapproval for me. Her changed behavior for her son was a bit relaxing as

she said,

I know my son, he will never let us down. It’s all because of Laura. She is the

ason for this issue.”

She used smean words for ine, exhausting Bright's patience. He proteste “Why is it Laura's fault, mom?

Is she a bad woman because she didn’t accept your money or got back with he ex as you said to me? At least,

she doesn’t lie about significant matters like you.”

You are callinga liar7” Mrs. Wilson's shocked squeal resonated in the room. “Is that what she is trying to do?

Creating a rift between a mother and her son?

How can you love a woman who has zero respect for us?”

In a short period, the living room beca battleground, erupting chaos in a peaceful environment. Bright's

parents left angrily, putting a damper on my soul. My dreams of solving all the problems in one setting were

crushed after the meeting’s brawl.

| cout of the room to comfort Bright as he held his head and sat down helplessly.

“I thought that it was all over. But mom

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He was also expecting to end the fight; however, the situation wasn’t in our favor. | placed my hand on his

shoulder and spoke softly,

“You are forgetting your achievement today due to this trivial setback. Isn't it great that you are no longer

engaged to Sienna?

You were able to persuade Mr. and Mrs. Lockwood for a smooth break-up. | think it’s pretty cool.”

Bright's visibly taut were soothed by the reminder of his historical success. So proceeded to encourage him.

“You have tested the waters today. Now, it will be convenient for you to move on to the next part of the plan.

Rwasn’t built in one day, so don’t lose hope and focus on good things.”

He breathed in deeply and rested his head on my shoulder, “Thanks for sticking by my side, Laura. | don’t know

what to do without you.”

“Oh, really?” | caressed his cheek and pinched it playfully, “Who was the one speaking bravely in front of his

parents just now? It takes guts to stand up for what you truly believe, Bright.”

Bright laughed, relieving my worry, | asked him to be careful in the future.

“See, your mom is hesitant to acceptbecause of my past. Can you please talk to her one more tabout

our marriage? If you try to be transparent with her, | am certain that she will agree for our relationship.”

Bright wasn’t keen on meeting his mom again, but | talked him into it. He promised to bring up this topic soon.

One other strange thing happened in the following days that Mrs. Wilson started paying attention to her son like

before. Her daily messages about his routine and health were like a new sunrise after a long, dark night.

My fiancé’s mood also improved by this care; he was happy to have a normal relation with his parents once

again. This small step forward urged him to discuss our union, so he talked to his dad first.

But instead of supporting his son, Mr. Wilson gave him a diplomatic response, like a true family man.

“Whatever your mom says goes, Bright. If she hasn't any issues, then | am glad to welcLaura into our

family.”

After sback and forth, it cdown to my soon-to-be mother-in-law’s approval, leaving no room for

discussion. Bright couldn't relax with th issue hanging over him, so my little angels cup with an idea to

cheer him up. They couldn’t see their daddy in distress.

“Are you free in the evening, daddy? Let's play together.”

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Daddy's princess called Bright, fixing a play date with no trouble. He arrived my villa to see a full fledged party in

the playroom

Zoe spake gleefully.

“Daddy, we got a project from our school. Will you help us, pleaser”

The colors, charts, and photo albums on the table confused Bright. He asked them.

Is it a drawing project? Or a history assignment?”

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The presence of my kids’ childhood photos was raising questions over a simple activity, so | explained to him.

“Their teacher has given them a task of preparing their family tree with the pictures of happy moments since

birth. So, Jane and Zoe have gathered all the supplies before your arrival.”

Bright was pleasantly surprised to hear about this project. He removed his co and sat down with kids to arrange

their family books. Unlike Zoe, Jane had one album each for her every year, | had meticulously recorded every

moment of her life to cherish her memories.

Leo, who claimed to be the best father in the world, disregarded our son’s precious moments. It was fortunate

that Zoe's album had his birthday pics for the assignment. Otherwise, it would be so embarrassing for him to

paste the recent pictures within his book.

“Mommy, is he our grandpa?” Jane glanced at my dad's picture and questioned her curiosity was justified as she

had never met him before. Suppressing the ache in my chest, | smiled forcibly in response.

“Yes, my little girl. He is your grandpa. He is an influential businessman.”

As | knew that her next query would be about meeting him, | made an excuse

He mostly lives abroad for work. It’s difficult for him to spare tfor others

“Just like dad.” Zoe sighed, pitifully complaining about Leo, “Dad missed my third birthday party despite living in

the shouse. He wishednext day.”

My prince's gloomy tone cut through my heart; | stroked his head lovingly.

“No worries, Zoe. We'll arrange a grand birthday party for you this year. There'll be a lot of gifts for you.”