All of Justin Antoon’s girlfriends gave birth to children with developmental problems. Only his ex-wife had given him a perfectly healthy daughter, and he doted on her. As for me, the intellectually disabled son I bore for him was thrown to his death by that very daughter. Then, she plunged a knife into my chest, her words laced with venom. "So what if you gave him a son? He was a retard. He was never going to be good enough for the Antoon family." Reborn, I awakened the "Perfect Pregnancy System." The system not only allows me to conceive with ease but also to choose the gender and intelligence of my children at will. This time, I will give Justin Antoon a litter of brilliant sons. 1 When I returned, my son was already dead. Justin’s daughter, Olivia, stood before me, her expression triumphant. "Serves him right. A retard like that deserved to die." I clutched my son's small, lifeless body, my heart a vortex of pure hatred. SLAP. I struck her across the face with all my strength. In my last life, it was this very girl who had murdered me. This time, I would settle the score. She struggled against my grip, then burst into tears. "Daddy, help me! This crazy woman is hitting me!" Justin appeared in an instant. He glanced at my dead son in my arms, his face showing no sign of grief. His only concern was for Olivia. "Are you all right, Livvy?" Justin was my husband now. He was usually kind to me. I was the only woman who had ever given him a son, but because the boy had developmental issues, he could not inherit the Antoon family fortune. "What's going on? Who's bullying my granddaughter?" My mother-in-law arrived, storming over, ready to strike me as I sat on the floor. I caught her wrist in a tight grip. "She killed my son. Don't I have the right to hit her?" In my past life, I was a doormat, letting Olivia walk all over me without a word of protest. But not anymore. I would not be silent. "He's dead, so what? He was a retard anyway," my mother-in-law spat, her face a mask of cold indifference. "Olivia was just helping the Antoon family clean up its useless baggage." I looked at Justin. He said nothing. Emboldened, Olivia pouted. "Grandma's right. Useless things should be thrown away. I'm the future heir of the Antoon family. I have the right to do these things." She turned to Justin. "Daddy, since this woman can't give you a smart child, why don't you just get rid of her?" Her words sent a jolt of fear through me. I couldn't leave. The Antoons were the wealthiest family in the state. If I was cast out, I wouldn't survive. "Justin," I said, my voice shaking but firm, "I can give you a smart son." At this, he turned to look at me, his eyes wide with disbelief. Even my mother-in-law's attention was captured. Justin had been with many women, fathering many daughters. Apart from Olivia, all of them had developmental problems and had been… dealt with. His greatest desire was for a healthy son to inherit the Antoon legacy. It was a family tradition for the heir to be male, but his generation had hit a roadblock. And now, I had awakened the Perfect Pregnancy System. The system's voice had echoed in my mind moments after my rebirth: [Host, if you use the Perfect Pregnancy System to bear Justin Antoon four children, your mission will be complete, and you will be rewarded with infinite wealth.] [Furthermore, you can use this system for revenge. You can have as many children as you desire, and you can freely alter their gender and intelligence.] I had agreed without a second thought. I would avenge my son, and I would complete my mission. 2 "Daddy, don't believe her! How could she possibly give you a smart son? That's not something you can just decide to do," Olivia whined. Justin snapped back to reality. "You already gave birth to one disabled son. That means any others will be the same." He sighed. "But you've been the most obedient of all my wives, and the only one to give me a son. I can give you two million dollars. Just leave." He turned to walk away. I lunged forward and wrapped my arms around his leg, looking up at him with desperate determination. "Just trust me one more time. I can do it. If I fail, you can throw me out then. It won't be too late." "You lying bitch!" Olivia tried to push me away. But Justin stopped her. "You really can?" he asked, his voice hesitant. "Of course," I promised. "I guarantee it." My words caught my mother-in-law's attention. A flicker of hope ignited in her eyes. "If you can really do it, then I will finally accept you as my daughter-in-law." Justin was tempted. "Fine. We'll try." I let out a silent sigh of relief and looked down at my son's still form. Don't worry, my sweet boy. Mommy will get revenge for you. Olivia started to throw a tantrum. "Dad, don't believe her! She's lying!" "Livvy," I said, my voice small and pathetic, "I know you're afraid a brother will challenge your position as the heir. Don't worry, I won't let him compete with you." A flicker of pity crossed Justin's face. He pulled me into his arms and looked at Olivia with a cold expression. "That's enough! Whether she can do it or not is not for you to say. We'll know soon enough. If it is a boy, and he is healthy, then he will be the heir to the Antoon family." Olivia's face went white. She wanted to argue, but she held her tongue. I smiled inwardly. Olivia, you want to be the heir so badly? I will never let you have it. 3 My promise to bear Justin a son changed his attitude towards me completely. He even arranged a lavish funeral for my deceased son. At the cemetery, Olivia glared at me, her eyes burning with hatred. I ignored her, clinging to Justin's arm. Rest now, my son, I thought. Mommy will avenge you. "Darling," I whispered to Justin, "let's start trying for another baby today." He laughed. "All right. I'll trust you this one time. If you can really give me a brilliant son, I will not treat you poorly." "Okay." After leaving the cemetery, I ran into Olivia in the garden at home. "Don't get too comfortable," she sneered. "I'm telling you, if you don't produce a boy this time, my father will throw you out for sure! And you won't, because my father's genes are defective." "Defective genes? Then how are you perfectly fine?" I took a step closer, staring into her eyes. A flash of panic crossed her face. "I… I misspoke," she stammered. In that instant, I understood everything. No wonder all the children Justin fathered had problems. His genes were flawed. But Olivia was normal. Which meant she wasn't his biological daughter. I said nothing more and walked away. That night, Justin and I were together. I asked him about the genetic issue, and he told me he had been undergoing treatment for years. He believed it was no longer a problem. It didn't matter. Even if there was a problem, the system would help me. Afterward, the system's voice chimed in my head: [Host, a fertilized egg has implanted. You may now choose its gender and intelligence level.] I didn't hesitate. "Male. High intelligence." I had already lost one son. I would ensure that my next child had a bright future. It would be as if he were living for his lost brother. 4 A month later, I was confirmed pregnant. Justin was so overjoyed he spun me around in his arms. "This is wonderful, Violet! I love you so much! There's hope for the Antoon legacy!" His face was alight with joy. "I hope it's a boy." "Dad, aren't you afraid she'll just have another retard?" Olivia grumbled. She turned to my mother-in-law. "Grandma, you know Dad's genes are bad. That can't be changed. So Violet's baby will be a retard, too!" "But if Justin's genes are defective, how are you normal?" I interjected innocently. I couldn't believe Olivia was so foolish as to expose herself again. Justin and his mother's expressions soured. They were starting to see the inconsistency. Just as Justin was about to speak, his ex-wife, Katherine, arrived. "The doctors said that even with Justin's condition, it's not a guarantee that every child will have problems," she said quickly. "Olivia was just the lucky exception." She shot a warning glance at Olivia. Olivia caught on and nodded eagerly. "That's right! And I look so much like my dad, how could I not be his daughter? Violet, I think you're just trying to cause trouble!" "I'm not," I whispered, shrinking into Justin's arms. "Justin, you believe me, don't you? I wasn't." I knew Justin all too well. He had a weakness for damsels in distress. As expected, he pulled me into a tight embrace and shot a cold look at Katherine and Olivia. "That's enough. I don't want to hear another word about my genes. I believe the baby in Violet's womb will be perfectly healthy." Though he said that, when we were back in our room, he seemed worried. I wrapped my arms around his neck and cooed, "Don't worry, Justin. This baby will be fine. I have a doctor friend with advanced equipment. She's already checked. The baby is perfectly healthy." "Really?" A wide smile spread across his face. "Of course." He immediately pulled me in for a long kiss, his eyes wet with emotional tears. He cared so much about having a child. And I would use that to control him. Everything the Antoon family owned would one day belong to my children.
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