An American knife seller? No, please acknowledge me as your godfather.

Mrs. Hill's house, first floor dining room.

Upon hearing her mother's gritting complaint, Katie's expression instantly froze.

Every muscle in his body froze completely at that moment.

My head buzzed, as if I had been hit hard by a big stick without any warning.

After a brief pause in breathing, my heart rate spiked to 180!

Mrs. Hill’s words just now made him feel like he had a fishbone stuck in his throat, thorns in his back, and was sitting on pins and needles!

My heart was pounding so hard I was extremely nervous, and every hair on my body seemed to stand on end.

That slut who seduced Lynn...

If nothing unexpected happens, isn't that referring to herself?

The crazy scene at the stairwell that afternoon is still haunting me.

However, besides the nervousness of having a guilty conscience,

Right under her mother's nose, she felt a strange and intense thrill rising deep inside her.

"Katie? Katie? Are you even listening to me?"

Seeing her daughter's head bowed and her mind elsewhere, Mrs. Hill frowned slightly in displeasure.

However, she didn't pay much attention to Katie's unusual behavior.

I assumed my daughter was having some trouble accepting the shocking news.

"Phew... I'm listening."

Katie exhaled a small breath, trying to calm her wildly beating heart and make her expression appear as normal as possible.

But the current situation made it difficult for her to remain calm.

She looked up, a complex emotion flickering in her eyes as she gazed at Mrs. Hill.

The so-called "cheap woman" was actually giving your dear Lynn a treat at the stairwell just now.

And she's sitting right next to you, Mom...

"Hmm." Mrs. Hill narrowed her alluring eyes, gritting her teeth as she continued her analysis, "I have a prime suspect now, that vixen next door, Park Soo-yeon!"

"That morning, you didn't see the look in her foxy eyes when she looked at Lynn! Although she tried to hide it, as a woman, I could tell at a glance that she had ulterior motives!"

"She must be an incredibly sexually frustrated slut! Otherwise, she wouldn't dress so provocatively every day, practically wanting to show off those two silicone breasts to every man in the neighborhood!"

"Park Soo-yeon?"

Katie paused slightly upon hearing the name.

After thinking for a moment, he realized, "You mean that neighbor from Tokyo University? Surely not..."

She had met Park Soo-yeon a few times; she seemed like a gentle and refined woman, not at all like the terrible woman her mother described.

"Ha! What do you know, you little brat?"

Mrs. Hill crossed her arms, adopting an air of seasoned experience, and let out a cold snort.

"This woman runs like crazy in the community every morning and evening; she's definitely releasing her energy in some way! But where does a woman her age get so much inexhaustible energy?"

"There's only one answer: she has nowhere to release her pent-up desires in bed! And coincidentally, this slut's husband is Korean!"

"I specifically asked AI yesterday, and AI said that Korean men are not only sensitive and stingy but also insecure. Most importantly, in terms of size and duration in that area, they are at the bottom in all of Asia!"

At this point, Mrs. Hill slapped the table, looking like a master detective:

"At first, I was a little skeptical, until I saw that Apple's Korean website had removed that tiny 'two fingers pinched together' gesture because of protests from Korean men! Only then did I completely believe it!"

"After all, only the truth is truly hurtful! The fact that they broke down because of this gesture means it's all true!"

Mrs. Hill finished speaking in one breath, her tone resolute:

"Therefore, I'm certain that this slut is sexually frustrated because her husband is impotent, and that's why she runs every day to relieve her unmet needs! Lynn must have something going on with her!"

"..."

Hearing Mrs. Hill's thorough and insightful analysis, Katie's mouth slowly opened wide in shock!

She never expected that the usually silly and beautiful mother, whose mind was always on shopping and men, could have such a meticulous and closed-loop logic!

Sure enough, a woman controlled by her lust and jealousy is capable of doing the most unbelievable things.

This even includes crossing over into becoming a master detective!

"Katie!"

Mrs. Hill suddenly reached out and tightly grasped Katie's little hand, earnestly giving her some advice:

"I'm usually not home during the day, but when Lynn happens to be home, like this afternoon, you absolutely must keep a close watch on that slut next door. Don't let her get even a step near Lynn, understand?"

"Hmm..." Katie swallowed.

He could only nod stiffly, but the strange feeling in his heart grew stronger.

Are you on guard against slutty women from outside?

Katie silently complained to herself.

Mom, Mom, the one you should be most wary of isn't an external enemy, but a traitor within the family.

Furthermore, this mole almost succeeded in stealing our base this afternoon!

"Oh, right!" Mrs. Hill seemed to suddenly remember something, her gaze fixed intently on Katie as she asked again:

"Nothing much happened this afternoon, right? Did any other women try to get close to Lynn under some pretext?"

Upon hearing this unexpected question, Katie raised an eyebrow, and a strange, intensely pleasurable feeling of tension that was almost suffocating was instantly swept through her body.

I don't know what was going on in her mind, but she suddenly blurted out, "Yes!"

"who!!"

Mrs. Hill's expression suddenly turned serious, her eyes widened sharply, and her aura instantly intensified.

She looked exactly like a wolf guarding its prey after its husband has been violated by another wolf!

"Me!"

Katie suddenly chuckled, but on the surface, nothing seemed amiss.

But in reality, the toes hidden under the table were already curled up in tension.

My heart was pounding with extreme excitement, like walking a tightrope!

"Hey! Honey, you're so naughty, you scared me to death!"

Mrs. Hill rolled her eyes with a charming air, patted her ample bosom, and said reproachfully:

"Of course you don't count! To be honest, Mom really supports you spending more time with Lynn; he really knows a lot."

He not only understands computer software development, but also possesses advanced psychological counseling skills. Spending more time with such an outstanding man will broaden your horizons!

Hearing keywords like "soft tissue hardening" and "dredging" with their double meanings is quite stimulating.

Thinking back to Lynn's various "guidance" methods towards her that afternoon, Katie finally couldn't hold back anymore and quickly lowered her head slightly.

A faint twitch appeared on his cheek, and his thoughts raced wildly through his mind.

Whether more exposure and experience will broaden one's horizons is hard to say.

But if we keep having this kind of contact, my belly might get bigger very soon!

Thinking of this, Katie, afraid that her mother would notice her flushed cheeks, quickly pushed back her chair and stood up:

"Um... Mom, I'm full. I'm going upstairs to my room!"

After saying that, he fled the restaurant in a flurry, like a startled rabbit.

She was really worried that if she didn't leave soon, she would eventually lose her composure and give herself away.

Watching Katie hurry upstairs, Mrs. Hill smiled, her eyes full of affection.

"What a good daughter she is! With Katie as my eyes and ears, let's see which vixen can still take advantage of the situation!"

……

A few minutes later.

Mrs. Hill's incredibly cheerful singing voice filled the kitchen.

"You belong with me, you belong with me..."

Mrs. Hill was overjoyed after successfully "confessing" to her daughter and planting a spy.

At this moment, even washing dishes, which she usually hates, feels like a wonderful enjoyment to her.

The plates used for the three people's meal were washed clean by her in less than ten minutes.

Of course, the reason she was so quick was not only because she was in a good mood, but more importantly, because she had a more sacred and important juicing job to do tonight.

As for who this juicer will juice tonight, that's self-evident.

Five minutes later, Mrs. Hill, having quickly finished tidying up the kitchen, couldn't wait to rush into the bathroom.

This washing session lasted a full half hour.

They acted as if the longer they washed, the more tender and firm their skin would become.

Half an hour later.

Mrs. Hill, wearing a pink hair drying cap, emerged gracefully from the bathroom like a lotus rising from the water.

At this moment, she was only wearing an extremely thin black lace butterfly nightgown.

The daring half-open design barely covered a third of her proud curves, leaving large swathes of fair, glistening skin exposed to the air.

As she moved, one could even clearly see the two alluring wine-red outlines unique to the young woman, appearing and disappearing intermittently.

The nightgown was extremely short, barely covering half of her plump buttocks.

Beneath the nightgown was a pair of glossy black horse oil-patterned bodysuit stockings.

These stockings may seem ordinary, but they actually conceal a deadly cunning.

Its top, which is the inverted triangle area at the root of the thigh, features a very special butterfly-shaped crotch design.

There is absolutely no need for any violent pulling or tearing; simply gently part the thin, cicada-wing-like lace wings to reveal its true form!

Apart from this almost naked nightgown and these tactical stockings, Mrs. Hill was wearing no other clothing at all.

She has armed herself to the teeth and is fully prepared for ultimate combat!

"Tsk... I have really good taste."

Hill admired his newly purchased, expensive battle suit in the full-length mirror with satisfaction and nodded.

She believed that this outfit definitely had a buff that increased attack speed.

Licking her red lips, Mrs. Hill tiptoed toward the third-floor attic.

The saying goes, "If the mountain won't come to me, I'll go to see the mountain myself."

Since Lynn wasn't going to take the initiative to eat this piece of meat, she would personally deliver it to his mouth!

Just as Mrs. Hill, her mind filled with romantic fantasies, was walking up to the second floor with cat-like steps, passing by Katie's door...

"Squeak—"

Without any warning, the tightly closed door was suddenly pulled open.

Through the crack in the door, Katie's eyes shone brightly in the dimly lit corridor.

In an instant, the air in the corridor seemed to freeze.

The two looked at each other, their eyes meeting.

Katie's gaze slowly moved downwards, brazenly taking in Mrs. Hill's extremely daring battle dress from head to toe.

His azure eyes became extremely strange, even carrying a hint of barely concealed mockery.

awkward!

An awkward and suffocating atmosphere instantly filled the room.

Mrs. Hill froze, her fawning smile completely gone, unsure of what to do with her hands.

Just when the atmosphere was extremely awkward and Mrs. Hill wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

Suddenly, Katie spoke up innocently, her voice brimming with surprise: "Mom! You're dressed so beautifully, did you come all this way just to see me?"

"Ah? Yes! Yes, yes, yes!"

Caught red-handed, Mrs. Hill's mind went blank. She could only nod repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice, her voice hoarse.

Upon hearing this, Katie's lips curled into a wicked, meaningful smile:

"That's wonderful! I was just thinking of having a heart-to-heart talk with you tonight. So, as punishment, you'll have to sleep with me tonight!"

"Huh? This..."

Mrs. Hill stood frozen in place, as if struck by lightning, her mind buzzing.

Before she could even react and refuse, she felt a tight grip on her wrist and was ruthlessly pulled into the bedroom by Katie, who possessed extraordinary strength!

With a loud bang, the door slammed shut.

For a moment, looking at her daughter's innocent smiling face, Mrs. Hill was on the verge of tears, with only one desperate thought in her mind.

No, that's not how the script goes!

Does this mean all the battle clothes I bought especially for tonight have been wasted?

……

The next day.

The sky was just beginning to lighten with the first hint of dawn.

The dim morning light streamed into the room through the corridor windows, and all was quiet all around.

"Squeak~"

Suddenly, without warning, the door to Katie's room on the second floor was pushed open a crack.

Mrs. Hill peeked halfway out from under the door, her once captivating eyes now bloodshot.

Her eyes were slightly red, clearly because she was worried about someone on the third floor and hadn't slept well at all last night.

After tiptoeing out, Mrs. Hill turned her head warily, glanced at Katie who was still fast asleep, and then quietly closed the door.

Only after the door was closed did he let out a long sigh of relief.

Immediately, she glanced down at her still-intact, sexy battle robe, gritted her teeth, and muttered to herself as if to encourage herself:

"It's not a waste of time... As long as I haven't taken it off, it's not a waste of time! How could it possibly be a waste of time!"

As she spoke, she fought off her drowsiness and tiptoed up the stairs, eagerly climbing towards the third-floor attic.

however.

At this moment, what Mrs. Hill was unaware of was...

The moment her heel touched the floor of the third-floor attic.

The door to the room on the second floor, which had been tightly closed, was slowly opened again.

Katie, with slightly red eyes, clearly having also not slept all night, also quietly walked out of the room.

She looked up and glanced at the staircase leading to the attic.

In an instant, the scene of eavesdropping outside Mrs. Hill's room that night and peeking from behind the door flashed through my mind.

As he thought about it, a flicker of excitement and a sickly flush flashed in his eyes.

Immediately, she bit her red lips and followed quietly barefoot like a nimble cat.

She suddenly realized.

I seem to have fallen hopelessly in love with the feeling of spying from the shadows.

……