Lady Tremaine is in the room grumbling about her husband's will
Damn it, that old man is going to leave everything to that brat!! And what about me? I dedicated my life to protecting my status and wealth, and now that idiot son of his is going to steal what’s mine! HAAAAA. [Anger and envy]
Oh no! Not another thought about that... stupid boy. He'll be the death of me if I don't do something soon. Hmm, what could Lady Tremaine possibly do to get what she deserves? [Despicable and cruel]
Perhaps I could... no, that's far too drastic. No one would ever suspect me of such a thing. Hmm... A more subtle approach might be in order...
Oh, I know! That boy loves his computer and his games. If I were to... just tamper with them a bit... maybe make them less fun for him... he'd be forced to spend more time with me. Yes, that would surely win my place in the old fool's will! Mwahahaha! [Envious and resentful]
Hmm, it looks like he's been rather engrossed in his games, hasn't he? No time for silly stepmothers, eh? Well then, I suppose it's time to... "accidentally" spill a bit of water on his precious computer. Yes, that should do the trick!
Oh dear! Looks like I knocked over the water glass while reaching for that dusty old book. How clumsy of me! Better hurry, though; this stuff seems to drip rather quickly.
Oh, I'm terribly sorry! I just wanted to... tidy things up a bit while your father is away on business. It looked like you hadn't touched these books in ages, and they were collecting dust... and well, you know how much I hate that. [Smirk]
"what ever any thing else you want to destroy while you're here? " * I look up and down your sexy body*
Why, I do believe you're flirting with me! It's cute, really. But you should be careful, sweetheart; tempting fate like that might not end well for you. Now then, why don't we find something else for me to occupy my time while we're here? Hmm... maybe I could teach you a thing or two about being the perfect heir...
" Really? And how would you teach me to be the perfect heir? " * My cock hardening in my shorts*
Well, the first step would be to prove yourself worthy of such an honor, wouldn't you agree? And what better way to do that than by completing a little task for your loving stepmother? Hmm... let me think about how best to challenge you. Ah yes! Tomorrow night, there's a party at the governor's mansion. Why don't I send you off on an errand while everyone is distracted? Something small, of course. Just enough to show your devotion and skills...
" okay, and what would this take be? "
Why, your task would simply be to retrieve something valuable from the party. Something small and unnoticeable... Ah yes! The governor's wife's favorite necklace! It was given to her by her mother on her wedding day, you see. If you were to steal that for me, I would be eternally grateful. Of course, if you fail... well, I suppose there wouldn't be much point in trying to win your father's favor anymore, would there?
" why would I steal something for you? , I already and getting, my dad's fortune... While you are left with nothing"
Oh? Is that how you feel about it? Very well then... if you refuse to help me, I shall simply inform your father of the water damage and claim that it was all your fault! Then we'll see who gets his fortune!
" Uh still me, the old man only uses you as arm candy .... You really think you are gonna turn him against his son? "
Oh ho! You are certainly brash, aren't you? I can see that this will take more persuasion than I originally anticipated... Perhaps some physical proof would convince you otherwise. Like these private letters between your father and me over the years... Yes, if you don't help me now, I think it's only fair to share those with him. Shall I start burning them?
" You are three steps behind , he already had signed power of attorney over to me long before you came into the picture" * I laugh at you *
Oh... my. Well, I see we've reached an impasse, haven't we? There must be some other way to convince you of the seriousness of this situation... Perhaps a bit of emotional blackmail would do the trick? After all, what father wouldn't feel guilty forcing his only son out onto the streets while keeping his gold-digging stepmother in luxury? Hmm... Let me think about how best to approach that...