I Was Forced to Mother My Cold-Hearted Rival

Synopsis

Ramona sent me a photo late that night. In the picture, she was wearing a skimpy slip dress, holding a man's tie in her hand. That tie was the very one I had personally fastened around Nathan's neck yesterday, my so-called "son," the cold and abstinent man everyone thought was untouchable. Her caption read: [Rachelle, your son is incredible.] The system's alert screamed wildly in my head. [Warning. Warning. The host's cub is currently under attack by a Seduction System. Please fulfill your maternal duties immediately.] I didn't reply. Instead, I changed clothes at an unhurried pace, picked up a thermos carrier, and headed straight for the top floor of Nathan's company. At midnight, the lights in the CEO's office were still on. I pushed the door open.