CHAPTER 292: YOU ARE MOTHER’S ONLY WEAKNESS

Rococo stubbornly said, "I am only an intern, I cannot perform procedures independently, and besides, I have been self-studying..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Bella interrupted her forcefully, her voice cold,

"Enough, you are just acting recklessly. You managed to bluff your way through with a fake certificate, and you think you are very clever, don’t you."

"If Mother had not sent people to protect you secretly, do you really think you could have nestled there enjoying a peaceful life? You are my, Bella’s, daughter, and now you are the eldest young lady of the Leon family. Could you truly be satisfied with that kind of commoner’s life?"

Hearing this, Rococo felt a chill run down her spine.

She knew very little about her mother’s false marriage, but she knew it was a union based on interests. She was also quite unfamiliar with the Leon family.

Mainly, within this family, her mother was an oddity, and in others’ eyes, she was a freak too.

Seeing her daughter’s resistant expression, Bella spoke with authority, "You don’t need to go back there either. I have already contacted someone to have you dismissed. All loose ends will be tidied up."

"Mother, I do not want to resign!"

"What is there to linger for? That salary isn’t enough for one of your meals, or is it that shabby dormitory that makes you feel you have a place of your own?"

Bella said furiously, "Or is it the so-called friends? Is having a close girlfriend so much fun?"

"That is my own business, it is none of your concern."

Rococo was not the obedient girl she appeared to be on the surface. Having held back until now, she could no longer control herself, saying, "You never had time to care for me since I was young. Why do you have time to interfere now?"

"I am telling you, I absolutely refuse to study abroad."

"Do not think you can continue to control my life!!"

Rococo also erupted, tears welling in her eyes, almost shouting, "How dare you ask if you are a pervert?"

"Everyone in the family knows my mother is a lesbian. That so-called father, I am even less familiar with him. Having to act along with your pretense every time exhausts me."

"What you do is your business, but I am not a lesbian. Do not think you can dictate my life."

Seeing her daughter was so angry she was crying, Bella did not soften her stance. Instead, she burned with fury as if her authority had been challenged. "Rococo, mind your words. You are my daughter. If you will not listen to me, do you intend to listen to outsiders?"

"Listen to you? Listen to a perverted mother, is that it?!"

Rococo wept stubbornly, saying, "Are you really a mother? What kind of mother takes advantage of her daughter when she is drunk... and then... and then..."

A shameful virgin, some words reached her lips but she could not utter them.

At this moment, Rococo was somewhat flustered, while Bella revealed a devilishly triumphant smile, "Too embarrassed to say it? Your skin is so thin, how will you survive in society? If you cannot say it, Mother will say it for you."

"While the little beauty Rococo was drunk and asleep, Mother slipped in intending to cover her properly with the quilt. However, seeing the little beauty sleeping naked was simply too beautiful."

"In Mother’s heart, Rococo is a flawless angel. Looking and looking, this intoxicated, perverted mother could not help but lick her daughter’s untouched, shy place."

"The little beauty Rococo was licked until she felt very comfortable. She woke up when she climaxed... and not long after, she ran away from home."

Faced with her mother’s mockery, even with a somewhat teasing undertone, the thin-skinned Rococo was ultimately no match for her.

"Mother did not do it on purpose. Who told Rococo to be so enchanting? You are Mother’s most perfect creation."

Bella’s expression finally softened, and she said gently, "Be good, listen to Mother and rest at home for now. Do not run around."

"No, I do not want to stay at home!"

Rococo refused rebelliously, gritting her silver teeth as she said, "You cannot keep me locked up. Even if you lock the doors and post guards, I will jump from the window."

This time, Bella’s face was full of seriousness, and she rarely showed a pleading expression, "Rococo, let Mother beg you. You can be willful at other times, but now is absolutely not the time."

"Tiger Real Estate is already preparing to split. You are Mother’s only weakness, this is known to all."

"Are you afraid that Dominic will harm me?"

Rococo asked hesitantly.

Bella shook her head, saying, "It is not just him, but also the other members of our Leon family."

"They are the most dangerous. Rococo, do you know how exhausting it is for Mother to fight for the interests of us, mother and daughter?"

"Your grandfather has always seen me as a disgrace and a laughingstock to the family. He knew full well I do not like men, yet he still made me enter a marriage alliance. On my wedding night, I was almost raped by Dominic."

"You have always been raised in the Leon family. You should understand the reason."

Rococo hesitated for a moment, lowered her head and said, "Mother, am I a hostage, right?"

"You have felt it too, haven’t you? No one here treats you as family. In your grandfather’s eyes, you, his granddaughter, are also a freak."

Bella nodded with a solemn expression, "To make me continue acting out this loving couple charade, this is the method they employed. Of course, as an enticement, I also received some shares in Ocean Hotel."

"If not for you, Mother would have left long ago for a foreign country. How could I possibly stay in this dreadful place to be discriminated against?"

There was too much bitterness, impossible to fully articulate. Speaking of her own father, Bella felt only hatred, not a trace of nostalgia.

"Promise Mother, for this period, at least while I am fighting for our interests, stay at home."

Bella wore a pleading expression, "Rococo, you are Mother’s only weakness. Mother does not want to see you suffer any harm."

"Alright..."

Rococo set her final condition, "However, if my friends come to see me, you must not prevent them."

"Mother promises you!"

After her daughter returned to her room, Bella let out a deep sigh of relief, her whole body slumping. But thinking about the messy matters she immediately had to face also gave her a headache.

After bathing and changing into more casual homewear, she walked down to the living room. A curvaceous, bombshell-level blonde beauty in a suit dress considerately handed her a glass of fresh juice.

"Darling, now that our daughter is willing to return, you need not worry. You can exert your full efforts."

As soon as Bella sat on the sofa, the blonde beauty moved behind her and began gently massaging her shoulders.

"Nina, you have been by my side the longest, and you are the secretary I trust the most."

Bella closed her eyes as she drank her juice, saying softly, "Starting today, things will not be easy. The time has come when the dagger is drawn."

"Yes!"

Nina said respectfully, "Those damned men, utterly foolish. For someone of your intelligence and ability to have endured for so many years is truly unjust."