Transmigrated as the Villain's Wicked Stepmother: The System Forbids Me from Breaking Character!
Language: en
I glared at the five-year-old munchkin at my feet and viciously swapped his glass of milk for a cup of pure, unsweetened kale juice. From then on, he wasn't allowed to be a picky eater. If he wanted a pet, he was on litter box duty. Later, when he applied for college, I even secretly altered his applications. Years later, the villain achieved massive success. I thought my doom had finally arrived. Instead, he stood before the media and said, "The person I want to thank the most is my mom. Her love accompanied me as I grew up, and she guided the direction of my life." Wait a minute, did…