"REVENGEANCE" The Powerful Wife of the Lord

"REVENGEANCE" The Powerful Wife of the Lord
Toxic Milk



"What are all those things for?!"


Jenny looked at the twins with a questioning look. He found various furniture in the living room of his apartment such as beds, toiletries, clothing storage and much more. And who else would have taken her if not the twins.


Daniel and Deriel smiled broadly. "Nunna, from tonight onwards we'll both stay here with you. In order not to trouble you, we both deliberately brought our own beds, wardrobes, toiletries and much more. We'll stay together, in joy and sorrow." Daniel said.


"Did you say you'd live here?" Jenny shook her head. "No, I disagree!! Don't you guys have a house, why would you want to stay with me?!"


"Which house is it again? Lu-Ge had already kicked us out of the Xiao Mansion because he found us who were watching the p*rno movie. He revoked all the facilities that were given to us, then forbade us to come back again." Deriel said, of course he lied. Because Lucas never kicked them both out.


"Why just get kicked out, you should send the two of you to hell. So that in this world there would be no more people like you two, little demons sucks!!"


Daniel shakes. "If we die it is not good, because this world will lose two handsome princes who are very cute and adorable. After all we're both very good, not arrogant and diligent saving." His word.


Jenny grieves cynically. "As much as you can, don't do much while staying here, or I'll throw you alive on the road!!" The woman just moved and left. He had no idea what bad luck he would have when the twins came to live with him.


The two exchanged looks and laughed mysteriously. And not the naughty twins his name if he does not have a mischievous idea to make Jenny out of the fog later. Because the two of them had prepared a sweet surprise for the woman, special, spectacular and also extraordinary.


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Serra clasped herself in the mirror. His lentic fingers rubbed his stomach which seemed to bulge. A warm smile adorned her beautiful face. "Ahhh," and he squealed happily whenever he felt the movement of the fetus inside his stomach.


The woman turned her head as she felt a pair of burly hands hugging her from behind. A warm smile re-engraved on her lips, Serra looked at Lucas from the reflection of the mirror with the same smile. "She kept kicking from earlier. Our son is very active,"


"That means he grew up healthy and well." The answer. Serra nodded.


The woman let go of Lucas' embrace and turned around, facing each other. "Have you prepared a name for our baby?" Ask Serra. Lucas shook his head, he had not found the right name for his future son.


"What about you, did you find a name for our child at birth?" Lucas asked back.


Serra nodded. "Aster, what if our son was later given that name. Aster has two meanings, the name of the flower and also the star in Greek. Since he's the star of our lives, what do you think?"


"A very pretty and beautiful name, well I agree. We give him the name Aster" Lucas answered.


Actually Lucas already has a name for the fetus in Serra's stomach, only he hesitates to say it because Lucas is afraid Serra does not like it. That's why Luke says he doesn't have a name for his son yet, because he wants to let Serra name their son.


"He wants to eat something sweet, sour and fresh. Come on out, I want to eat fruit salad."


"I change first" Serra nodded. Her husband was still wearing the pajamas he wore last night.


Waiting for Lucas to change his clothes. Serra got down and decided to wait downstairs. Serra saw a glass of milk at the dinner table, and saw a servant approaching her.


Serra squinted her eyes and looked at the maid suspiciously. Because he's never seen her before. And in addition, Serra also did not ask to make milk. But why did this woman make it.


"I'll drink it after you!!"


The waiter raised his head and looked at Serra questioningly. "Ma..What does Madam mean?" He asked and pretended to be confused.


"Yes, drink that milk first. I don't know if there's poison or not in that milk, and to make sure you drink it first!!" Pinta Serra again.


The waiter nodded. "Sorry madam, I can't drink that milk, because I'm allergic to all kinds of milk." The answer.


Hearing the waiter's refusal made Serra more convinced that the milk was indeed not right, especially if the waiter's behavior was very suspicious. The woman smirked cynically, she took two steps forward and grabbed the servant's jaw and forced him to drink the milk.


The waiter shook his head and made the milk unable to fit into his mouth. And just a few drops that entered already made him cough and could not breathe. The milk also froths when it hits the floor.


The newly arrived Lucas looked puzzled to see the waiter holding his neck as he coughed and asphyxiated. "What's going on?" Ask Lucas.


"I don't know where this servant came from. He tried to poison me with a glass of milk. When I asked him to drink the milk, he refused to drink it and was allergic to the milk. He intends to kill me and the fetus inside my stomach!!" Obviously Serra.


Hearing this made Lucas very angry. His sharp right eye stared at the servant deadly. Scaring him to death, the waiter painstakingly asked Lucas not to kill him.


"Tu..Sir, I beg you please don't kill me. Sa. I'm just following orders." Her speech.


"Then who ordered you to poison our wife and future children?"


"Was...The woman surnamed Park, she paid dearly and asked that I kill and finish your wife." The answer.


Lucas' hands were clenched. "Park Minna, how dare he dig his own grave. Immediately drag this woman to the dungeon and give her 100 lashes. Then drag and bring the woman surnamed Park in front of me!!"


"Okay, Master."


Lucas was grateful that Serra was so sensitive. If she was an innocent woman, it was somehow her current fate. He may have lost both.


And Lucas deeply regrets and regrets why the woman was able to infiltrate his house without him knowing at all. His disguise was indeed too perfect, let alone the servant in his house was not just one or two people. Until Lucas did not memorize one by one their faces all.


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Seriate.