While all this was happening, Curtis and Amber exchanged glances discreetly. She might have taken her revenge too far, but she also wanted to change her fate, no longer wanting to be a poor woman without money, and she didn't mind the sacrifice she had to make. Meanwhile, Curtis couldn't bear it anymore, his heart shattered by the news he had just heard.Carson had successfully gotten his way, and now he cared least about his family's opinion. No one bothered to check on Beth because everyone knew her exaggerated reactions and silly dramatizations. The only one attending to her was her daughter Agatha until she woke up."Mom, are you okay?" Agatha asked as she saw her open her eyes again.Beth blinked, looking at the ceiling of the mansion and the gigantic chandelier hanging above them."Daughter, I had a horrible nightmare. I dreamed that your brother was marrying one of the maids.""But it's not a dream, Mom. Carson is marrying that gold digger."Beth immediately got up and saw her

The days passed, and things changed drastically. Ámbar started attending the prestigious places the Stantons used to frequent. Beth couldn't fully accept her as her daughter-in-law, but Carson always stood up for her whenever his mother tried to humiliate her for any reason.Despite her future as Carson's wife, Beth seemed indifferent to Ámbar carrying the Stanton name. She could only see her roots as a poor person, providing enough reason for disdain.Meanwhile, Curtis remained at the mansion, keeping the promise he made to Joseph. He endured humiliations from everyone just to serve in that mansion.One night, he had to serve dinner alongside a couple of other employees. Joseph wouldn't be present, and Curtis knew Beth would seize the opportunity to humiliate him, but that didn't bother Curtis. His major concern was having to serve Ámbar and how uncomfortable it would be for him."Quick!" Beth ordered, snapping her fingers just to annoy Curtis.That night, Curtis had the misfortune o

Baxter entered the room in a hurry, as if someone were chasing him. He closed the door behind him, and Beth could sense his accelerated breathing."What's going on?" Beth asked, pausing her makeup. "It's like you've seen a ghost."Baxter took off his jacket and threw it on the bed."I've been calling you all morning," he complained. "Why didn't you answer the call?"Beth made a annoyed face and rolled her eyes with disdain."I'm a very busy woman," she replied, turned, and resumed applying makeup."This is serious, Beth, very serious," Baxter insisted, taking Beth by the shoulders and turning her around again. "I had to come myself in person."Beth threw the small makeup brush against the dresser and stood up."Then speak for heaven's sake," she demanded.Baxter stared into her eyes, as if searching for the right words to tell her without making her angry and explode in a fit of rage."You can't kill Joseph yet."Beth took a few seconds to digest the news, with a puzzled expression on

'Positive,' said the message that arrived on Joseph's cellphone, sent by lawyer Scott.Joseph only read that word and locked his phone, putting it in his pocket. He then poured a glass of cognac, as he always did. That was the best way to ease his pain.He already had all the information he needed to be sure of the decision he had made for his new will, but he decided to do nothing until the weddings of his two sons took place to officially announce his change. He wouldn't be the one to ruin these crucial family events.Weeks passed, and finally, the wedding day arrived.The Stanton mansion dressed up for a historic celebration. It was the first time two family members would marry on the same day.During all this time, Beth had been visiting Joseph every day in his room, but he always rejected her, refusing to consume anything she brought. His friendship with Baxter had also suffered, but Joseph said nothing, letting him dwell in doubt and suspicion.Joseph was like a soldier in a war

Joseph writhed on the floor, feeling his heart literally breaking into pieces."I'll be very happy fucking Baxter on your own bed."It was the last thing he heard in this world, and the last thing he saw was Beth's smiling face waving him 'goodbye.'A rather ironic death.Beth savored every second of his pain, crouching there until Joseph stopped breathing and moving.She checked his pulse to ensure he was dead, and that's when she finally decided to seek help.Preparing for another of her dramatic acts, she tousled her hair and clothes, took a few drops of tea to simulate tears on her face, and rehearsed her concerned woman's voice."Help," she said to herself as a test.But apparently, she wasn't convinced by her own voice."No, stupid... You must sound much more worried," she said to herself and then cleared her throat.Joseph's corpse was cooling on the carpet, and Beth only cared about sounding convincing to ask for help."Help... help..." she said to herself desperately, "great.