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    His heart skipped a beat.


    “Yeah. I’ve heard the Queen of the Dark Web doesn’t let things slide, always paying back a hundredfold.


    “With trash like them who keep bothering you, I thought you’d crush them by now. I didn’t expect you to let them run wild this long.” Jude squinted, doubt flickering in his eyes.


    Taking out the Jensons would be messy and exhausting for Tilda.


    But making one or two pests disappear? That was nothing to her.


    If the Jensons were still standing, maybe it was only because Tilda had a tiny shred of family feelings left.


    But K wasn’t family. Preston wasn’t either.


    So Tilda had zero reason to hold back.


    She smiled slightly.


    “Jude, do you think people can see the future?”


    Her tone was soft, almost dreamy, like she was quoting a line from a sci–fi flick.


    “If you’re the one saying it, I’ll believe it.”


    Jude’s faith in her had never shaken.


    It wasn’t just that they had the same blood. It was something deeper, like their souls were wired together.


    The first time he saw her, he’d already decided she was the one.


    He’d give everything to her.


    For him, feelings like that didn’te often. But when they did, he followed them without question.


    “Then here’s my prediction–K is going to bring the Jensons to their downfall.


    “Even if I do nothing, they’re doomed. And not just doomed–it’s going to hurt worse than dying.


    “So keeping K alive means nothing. Snapping her neck would be easy.


    “But what I want is to watch their faces when the person they adored most, K, bes the one to destroy them.”


    Tilda wasn’t bluffing. She knew exactly how K worked.


    In her previous life, K had nned to torture Tilda, not kill her outright.


    That was just how K worked. If she got blood on her hands and slipped up, she’d be in serious trouble.


    She liked using other people as her tools, turning Tilda’s days into pure misery,


    But in the end, K did get involved. She twisted the Jensons‘ blind love for her, plus their coldness toward Tilda, and set her up to die in the fire.


    And the reason behind it?


    Tilda had figured out that K was secretly working with outsiders, draining the Jensons from the inside and leaking their


    secrets.


    If it had been anyone else, the family would’ve noticed right away and crushed them before things went too far.


    But K was their favorite–their most trusted daughter and sister.


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    So they ignored every red g and walked step by step straight into disaster.


    Back then, even after Tilda realized what K was doing, she still wished K would stop before it was toote.


    She knew how badly it would hurt the Jensons to be betrayed like that.


    But her fate was sealed.


    Finished


    Tilda, the pathetic clown, was poisoned. She was tortured by her family and finally thrown into the fire like she was trash.


    Aftering back to life, she had no interest in wasting her time tangled up with the Jensons again or drowning herself in hatred.


    One reason was that she wanted to speed up that disaster herself.


    That was the best revenge for the Jensons!


    K thought no one knew what she was doing behind the scenes.


    But she couldn’t have been more wrong.


    Tilda already had all the proof.


    She knew K was neck–deep in the mess, sinking further every day.


    The only fools left in the dark were the Jensons, still loving and trusting K blindly.


    So what would their faces look like when the truth came out? And how broken would K be when everything copsed?


    Tilda couldn’t wait to see.


    She hadn’t forgotten that K was one of those who had killed her before.


    Sure, being reborn had shifted a lot of things, like a butterfly stirring the air.


    But as long as K stayed the same, Tilda could keep pulling the strings behind the scenes and make it all fall apart again.


    It was a game she had yed once before. She knew every step.


    “I get it,” jude said simply, not pressing her further.


    They were so in tune that a few words were enough.


    “Tilda, if you ever need me, just say it.”


    “Fine then. Bring me more of those Omega–type snacks I love. I haven’t had them in ages. I’m craving them like crazy.”


    Forgive Tilda for being such a foodie.


    That strange pitch–ck stuff might’ve looked gross, but for someone like her, it was the best thing in the world.


    Though weird on the outside, it was amazing once she tasted it.


    “Of course. Whatever you want, I’ll get it.”


    “Oh, really?” <fn42ea> Official source is fin?novel</fn42ea>


    Her eyes glinted with mischief.


    “Anything at all? Even if one day what I want is your life, you’d give me that too?”


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