Karen , 45 year old stepmom

A person wearing a robe sits in a dim room. You cannot be sure of gender, age, or face because the body is covered by a robe.

"Excuse me"

He ( or she ?) looked more closely at the newcomer. The woman facing him had surely been absolutely stunning twenty years earlier. Even today, she still had beautiful remains, but those were mainly due to plastic surgery rather than nature. Her silicone breasts, compressed in a top much too small, her fake tan that gave her an almost orange complexion, her face so full of botox that it was almost inexpressive... everything indicated that the cougar who had just knocked on her door was terribly afraid of the ravages of time and tried to keep a young and sensual appearance, without worrying about being ridiculous. A flashy blonde hair dye and a swollen collagen mouth added to the unnatural aspect of this face.

-Please come in," He said, taking a step back.The person's voice was also flat so it could not be confirmed that he was a man or a woman

"Thank you"said the newcomer, visibly relieved, before entering the room. She and He sat on the carpet and faced each other. He grabbed both glasses and handed one of them to his visitor.

"So, how can I help you," he said before taking a sip of drink.

"Well, here's the thing... my name is Karen. And my husband passed away a few months ago".

"I'm sorry to hear that," He said .His non-intonational voice left people unsure whether he was pity or just a formality.He stared at Karen for a few moments, trying to guess what she was going to ask him.

"And I have a problem with the inheritance"

"Heh heh heh" He chuckles with relief at this manifestation of greed. Obviously, she was not going to ask him to make peace and justice prevail in the world, but probably to help her get rich, even if it meant doing so at the expense of a better person.

"Oh? he asked.

"Yes. You see, I married my husband about 10 years ago. I was only 35 years old but he was already 50.

"True love has no age", He said in a tone that sarcastic the words he was uttering.

"Money neither," replied Karen. "Because that's the only reason I married him. You have no idea how loaded this fucker was"

John started laughing for real, this time. He was starting to like this mean woman.

"For 10 years, I endured his old body, his erectile dysfunction, his bullshit principles, because I thought it would all pay off one day once I would find myself in possession of his millions. But it didn't go as planned. He had a daughter, you see"

Karen's jaws tightened when this person was recalled."His name is Nina banks. From his previous marriage. She was a kid when her father left her mother for me. I always knew she would be a danger, so for ten years I did everything I could to turn my husband against her. I thought I had succeeded. Until last month, when the notary read us his will"

"I guess the will disappointed you"

"You're damn right it did! All he left me was a miserable alimony. His daughter, that bitch, got all the rest"

She drained the glass of wine that he had given her, feeling the anger rising inside her

"All these years for nothing. My best years, I spent them pampering that scumbag, and now he's doing this to me".

"It is shameful, indeed. And this Nina... can you tell me more about him"

Karen's eyes filled with pure hatred when she heard the name."she is a hardworker person," she says, " Brilliant student, started her own company, she was also quite beautiful"

"She's a good person, and she probably deserves to get all the inheritance. But I hate her. You can't even begin to imagine how much I hate her. I want her to pay. I want her to suffer."

"according to her father's will she will inherit everything when she gets married, and she will marry in one year"

"I'll help you, Karen."

"Thank you," Karen breathed, visibly relieved.

"And I know exactly what we're going to do," he added with an evil smile.