12/29/2025
"The Millionaire Let His Son Pick a New Mother Among 5 Wealthy Women… But the Boy Pointed to the Cleaning Lady
At 8 a.m. sharp, Emily Carter was wiping fingerprints from the crystal table when five luxury vehicles rolled to a stop outside the Harrington estate. She felt it immediately—something was about to change.
Upstairs, Michael Harrington gestured toward the driveway as his son Noah watched.
“The women I told you about are here,” Michael said. “They’ll be staying with us for a month.”
Noah frowned slightly as he studied them.
“And I have to choose one to be my mom?”
“Yes,” Michael replied. “They’re educated, well-raised. They can guide you.”
“And if I don’t want any of them?”
Michael’s voice hardened. “You’ll choose. This is for your future.”
A loud crash cut through the conversation.
“You stupid girl! That glass was worth a fortune!”
Michael and Noah rushed downstairs.
Emily was on her knees, bl00d on her finger, crystal shards scattered around her. A woman with dark hair stood above her, lips curled in disgust.
“That glass was custom-made,” she snapped. “She’s ruined it.”
“I’m sorry,” Emily said softly. “It slipped.”
“Slipped?” the woman laughed. “Someone like you shouldn’t touch fine things.”
Michael stepped forward. “What’s going on?”
The woman smiled sweetly. “I’m Vanessa Montgomery. I just arrived, and your maid broke my glass.”
The other women gathered, observing Emily like an exhibit.
“This house is already chaotic,” said Olivia Prescott dryly.
“Enough,” Michael said. “It was an accident.”
“Accidents come from lack of bre:eding,” Olivia replied.
Before Michael could respond, Noah ran to Emily and knelt beside her.
“Are you ble:eding?”
Emily met his eyes, holding back tears she refused to let fall.
…To be continued in Comment 👇"