Game Over No Second Chances novel Chapter 6

People born into wealth could easily spot the lack of refinement in Wendy, no matter how hard she tried to please them. It was useless.

Clara didn't like Serena, so she certainly wouldn't like Wendy either.

The moment Serena walked in, Clara immediately redirected her frustration. "What a fool. Can't even keep your man in check, letting some vixen waltz right in."

Zach instinctively shielded Wendy behind him, his voice cold and firm. "Wendy is not a vixen. She's my friend. Please mind your words."

Serena recalled the first time she had come to the Foster residence. Before they had even stepped through the doors, Zach had repeatedly warned her to avoid conflict with his family and to think about the future.

It made sense back then. He was just an illegitimate son who had been reluctantly acknowledged.

But now, he was the undeniable heir of the Foster family. He had the power to protect whoever he wanted.

Wendy's fingers clutched Zach's hand tightly, her eyes filled with admiration and awe—like she was looking at a god.

"Zach, I'm sorry for causing trouble."

Zach felt a deep sense of satisfaction at her words, but when he turned his gaze toward Serena, all he saw was her calm, unreadable expression.

He had spoiled her too much, letting her grow willful and stubborn. She never backed down or compromised.

Whenever she was upset, she would put on that cold, unreadable expression and shut him out completely. She wouldn't let it go until she got her way.

But this wasn't the place for her to throw a tantrum. He couldn't just let her do as she pleased.

"Rena, stay here with Wendy for a bit. I'll be right back."

Pulling his hand from Wendy's grasp, Zach turned and headed upstairs to the study.

Clara sat on the couch with an air of elegance, but her eyes were filled with scorn.

"Serena, I really underestimated you. You must have remarkable patience to endure all this just to marry Zach and be a part of the Foster family."

Serena had no interest in wasting her breath. "You must be joking, Mrs. Foster. I'll go make something for Mr. Foster Senior."

She rolled up her sleeves and walked into the kitchen.

This would be a small gesture of gratitude from her. After this, she and the Foster family would have nothing to do with each other.

Wendy instinctively wanted to follow her but hesitated at the last moment. Something flashed in her eyes as she reconsidered her next move.

She was going to be the future Mrs. Foster. A place like the kitchen, meant for maids, was beneath her.

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By the time Serena was sautéing the third dish, a loud slap echoed through the living room, followed by Wendy's piercing scream.

She ran out, still holding the spatula, to see what was happening.

But someone else was faster. Zach had bolted down the stairs and was already holding Wendy in his arms.

"Mrs. Foster, what are you doing?"

Kendrick helped Neal down the stairs, both of them looking grim.

Clara tossed a gift box onto the floor.

"Zach, I may not be your biological mother, but I am still your elder. You brought a guest home for dinner, and I welcomed her. But tell me, what is the meaning of giving me a fake bracelet? Is she mocking me, implying I don't deserve my title as Mrs. Foster?"

Kendrick and Clara's marriage was nothing more than a business arrangement. There had never been much love between them.

To make matters worse, she had only given birth to a daughter, while the mistress he kept on the side had given him a son—Zach.

And Zach had proven himself. He had taken over Foster Group and secured his position as its CEO.

The women of high society often mocked Clara behind her back, saying it was only a matter of time before she lost her title as Mrs. Foster.

And now, Wendy had dared to insult her by bringing her a replica as a gift. Of course, she was furious.

Wendy, her face swollen from the slap, trembled in Zach's arms, her body racked with fear. "Zach, I swear, I didn't! That was the gift you gave me! I picked the most expensive one. How could it be fake?"

She had been thrilled when Zach invited her to the Foster residence. Wanting to impress, she had chosen what she thought was the best piece from her jewelry box, hoping to win Clara's favor.