My Stepmother Is My Bestie
Language: en
My dad had been single since my mom passed away. But recently, I heard he was seeing a young woman. I rushed home to check. The moment I pushed open the master bedroom door, I saw Jennifer, my gold-digging friend, lying on my dad's bed in a camisole, taking selfies with her phone. She saw me, casually ran a hand through her hair, and smirked. "Truth is, your dad has already agreed to marry me." I couldn't help but let out a scoff. "Oh really?" She seemed surprised by my calmness, freezing for a moment before looking even more smug. "From now on, I'm your stepmom! As long as you…