I suppressed my laughter and nodded to show understanding, then took Ella to her room to put away her luggage.
After I settled her down, I showed her around the house.
This villa was designed and decorated by myself, warm and luxurious. I could see the unconcealed greed and jealousy in Ella's eyes while showing her around.
After seeing her expression, I took her back to her room and let her rest.
When I closed the door, I heard her muttering in a low voice.
Back in my room, I played the recording.
I heard Ella say, "Why should she be able to live in such a luxurious house while I'm just a guest? This kind of charity is something I don't need, and when I have the baby, these things will be mine eventually!"
I never expected that my help to Ella would be seen as charity.
This might be the malice of the recipient.
My assistance made her see her own insignificance and inferiority, and she believed that I was looking down on her and giving her charity.
She accepted my help, yet was filled with hatred and wanted to replace me.
But, she said that these things would be hers after she gave birth to the baby?
It seemed that there was something fishy about whose child this was.
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