The Villain's Stepmother Survival Guide

Summary

I was diagnosed with a terminal illness and died, only to be resurrected by a system. The catch? I had to become the evil stepmother of a future villain in a novel.

The rule? Don't break character.

I looked down at the five-year-old munchkin at my feet, snatched his milk, and replaced it with a glass of bitter melon juice.

From that day on, I made his life hell.

He wasn't allowed to be picky with his food.

If he wanted a pet, he had to clean up its poop.

Years later, when he was applying for college, I even secretly changed his application choices.