We Want Mommy Not You Daddy (Cedar) novel Chapter 139

Chapter 139

I saved my trump card for last. “And today–when little Aria was so

upset? It happened because Cedar tried to force herself on her at the

entrance. Cedar was attempting to pick her up despite her obvious

discomfort. You know how sensitive she is with strangers. Cedar

literally tried to take her from my arms while she was terrified, her

little face going pale with distress.”

I watched with satisfaction as Auntie Rachel’s expression hardened

degree by degree, her famous warmth transforming into arctic frost. I

knew her boundaries. She might not interfere with Ridley’s love life

directly, but anyone using the children as pawns to secure a position

in the Sterling dynasty would face her formidable wrath.

Oliver’s POV

The heavy silk curtain rustled as I pressed against the window. I’d

ducked behind it to hide from Mommy, but now I couldn’t tear myself

away from what I was hearing.

My fists clenched tight as Daisy’s poisonous words filled the room.

How dare she tell lies about my mommy! Did she think just because I

was small, I wouldn’t understand what she was doing?

I knew exactly who the real villain was.

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My mind raced. Daisy only got away with strutting around our house

because she was Aria’s dance teacher. Well, she’d picked the wrong

family to mess with. Nobody hurts someone the Sterling kids care

about.

I slipped from behind the curtain, staying low like a ninja as I’d

practiced. Up the grand staircase I went, two steps at a time, my sock-

covered feet silent on the marble.

I knew exactly which door to push open–the one with the silver ballet slipper hanging from the knob. Inside, the room was bathed in afternoon light, and a small figure sat motionless on the window seat,

staring vacantly at the lake beyond.

“Aria!” I called, dashing across the plush carpet. I dropped down beside my sister, her ballerina posture perfect even in repose, that

familiar faraway look in her eyes.

“Aria, can you hear me?” I waved my hand before her face. Slowly, her dark eyes shifted, focusing on me with that deliberate way she had, like she was swimming up from somewhere deep. She gave a tiny nod.

“Listen,” I said, bouncing with urgency, “Daisy is downstairs saying

awful things about Cedar. She’s such a witch! You shouldn’t let her be

your teacher anymore.”

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Aria’s gaze remained steady, her long lashes barely flickering.

“Why do you even let that mean lady hang around you?” I pressed on.

“We have a mommy, you know. A real one! She’s Cedar. We don’t need

some stranger pretending to care about us.”

At that, something changed in Aria’s expression–a spark of

something I’d never seen before illuminated her usually clouded eyes.

“We have a real mommy?” Her voice was so soft I almost missed it.

I froze mid–bounce, my mouth dropping open. “Aria! You talked! You

actually talked!”

My sister, who hadn’t spoken a word in almost three years, had just

asked me a question. I nearly exploded with excitement, jumping up

and down on the window seat.

“Oh my gosh! I have to tell Daddy! I have to tell Grandma! Aria can‘

talk!” I grabbed her hands, ready to drag her downstairs to show

everyone.

But Aria held firm, gripping my wrist with surprising strength,

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