After Becoming an Evil Stepmother, I Just Want to Coast

After taking the blame for abusing my stepson, I spent every day lying flat and sunbathing. “Madam, the young master used your pearl hairpin as a slingshot!” the maid reported in a panic. I leisurely peeled a grape. “Tell the steward to take back the estate in the western suburbs... That boy should learn to earn his own money to buy candy.”