The Bond Between Us (Anastasia and Herman) novel Chapter 753

Clarissa had a knack for conversation that left the Brown family blushing, skillfully hitting them with her words. Jason was stunned; he'd never seen his mom use her words as weapons like this before. Each remark was as sharp as a knife wrapped in silk—uncomfortable, yet hard to call out.

With a smile on her face, Clarissa's verbal jabs hit home, and the Browns had no choice but to sit and take it. Malia took the chance to escape, "I think there's some soup left in the kitchen. I'll go grab it. You all start without me."

"I’ll help you, Mom," Alisa said, clearly feeling the heat from Clarissa, and followed her into the kitchen. Once there, their masks came off.

Malia, simmering with anger, whispered, "Did you catch what Clarissa was hinting at? She's basically saying because I don’t have a son, we're all living off hers. Who does she think she's kidding?"

Though boiling inside, Malia kept her voice low, letting out her frustrations quietly. The more she talked, the angrier she got. "Alisa, if you marry into the Morton family, you'll have to fight someone like Clarissa."

Alisa, still sore about Clarissa suggesting divorced men as matches, narrowed her eyes and said, "If she doesn’t want me in her family, I'll make it my mission to get in. Let’s see who outlasts who."

Malia’s fighting spirit was contagious. Pulling out a small packet, she said, "This is what your father and I got. Pour it into the soup and serve it."

Alisa was curious, "Mom, what's that?"

Malia smirked, "Sleeping powder."

"Mom, what are you planning?" Alisa was puzzled. "Even with Clarissa here, drugging Jason won’t solve anything."

"Then let them all drink it. Once Jason's out cold, we'll make it seem like he ended up in your bed. That’ll show Clarissa what's what," Malia declared, pouring the sedative into the soup before bringing it out.

Back at the table, Clarissa was still going strong, leaving Daniel so embarrassed he looked like he’d swallowed something sour.

“Soup’s ready,” Malia announced with a smile. “This meatball soup is delicious. Jason, Clarissa, let me serve you a bowl. You must try Alisa’s cooking.”