Jenny swallowed before continuing.
"She said it was because she needed help with small tasks… but I knew the real reason."
Her lips curled faintly with bitterness.
"She wanted to make sure my grandfather never crossed the line."
Her eyes darkened slightly. "And for a while… it worked."
Jenny paused for a moment, staring at the floor as if watching the memories unfold there.
"But everything changed when my grandfather brought home a mistress."
Her tone grew colder. "The woman wasn't even much older than my mother."
She let out a quiet breath. "And when she realized that my mother had once been close to my grandfather…"
Her jaw tightened. "She began to see my mother as a threat."
From that day onward, the mistress constantly made things difficult for Jenny's mother.
Sometimes it was small punishments. Sometimes humiliations. Sometimes something far worse.
Jenny's eyes grew red as she continued.
"She would deliberately frame my mother for mistakes."
