Chapter 1

Before her death, my daughter was drugged, beaten, and abused for a long time—

This was the autopsy report for Madeline.

I’ve never been a good mother. After Maddie’s death, I can finally admit that.

Night after night, I am haunted by nightmares, where she stands before me, drenched in blood, saying, “Mom, avenge me.”

I pushed her into the abyss, all because I wanted her to be perfect.

I spent everything I had, changed my appearance, and forged a new identity, all so I could infiltrate this high-end preschool.

Don’t cry, Maddie. Mommy is here to get revenge.

I removed the thick bandages wrapped around my head. When I looked in the mirror again, I couldn’t help but marvel.

Such a beauty.

With arched brows and deep-set eyes—a strange combination, but undeniably seductive.

The cosmetic surgeon asked, “Can I use your photo as a model?”

I smiled and declined.

This face is better kept out of the public eye.

A few days later, I went to Fairview Hills Academy to apply for a job as a preschool teacher.

The assistant principal interviewed me. She was impressed with my qualifications, and after a series of questions, I passed the interview.

As I was leaving, she asked, “With your proficiency in four languages and overseas experience, why do you want to be a preschool teacher?”

I smiled, “Our nation's future flowers are worth protecting.”