Margaret Tucker AKA Lord Reaper novel Chapter 147

After hearing that story, the tall guys' faces turned as white as a sheet—no trace of blood left!

Pure terror shone in their eyes!

How did Margaret know about this?

Everyone thought Monica had killed herself because of academic stress!

Why did Margaret know the truth?

And her gaze turns icy cold! Like a devil's!

That single look alone filled them with dread!

They wanted to run!

But for some reason, their legs wouldn't move. Their bodies were completely out of control!

Margaret blinked, saying casually, "Hey, I got an idea... Why don't you jump off that building? It'll be fun to watch."

She pointed lightly at the roof of the 18-story building across the way, her tone as calm as if she was joking.

But the guys' eyes widened in horror the second they heard her words, their pupils dilating!

They realized their bodies were moving on their own—heading straight for that 18-story building!

Endless fear engulfed them, so intense it felt like they were suffocating!

"Margaret! W-What did you do to us?" They could still talk, but their voices trembled uncontrollably!

She was behind this! All of it!

Strange light flickered in her two-colored eyes—like a maiden from hell!

She was definitely controlling their bodies!

It was surreal, but it was happening right in front of them!

Devil!!

Margaret is a devil!!

"Margaret! You devil! Let us go! My dad's the chairman of Hitchco Group—he's worth over ten billion! If anything happens to me, you'll pay with your life!"

"My dad's a minister in Karemin! You touch me, and he'll destroy you!"

"Devil! Let me go!"

The feeling of losing control of their own bodies was terrifying!

It was like being a marionette—forced to do whatever the puppeteer wanted!

Even if it meant dying!

Worse, their minds were still their own!

They could only watch helplessly as they marched toward their death!

Along the way, they passed friends and strangers alike.

They wanted to scream for help in terror!

But no sound came out. Their bodies still wouldn't obey them!

They could only watch as people walked past them.

Some glanced at them curiously, then kept going.

The seven guys reached the building and climbed the stairs. The dark, gloomy staircase felt like a path to hell—terrifying!

*****

Margaret returned to her classroom, looking relaxed.

Controlling these ordinary guys with no fighting skills was a piece of cake for her. It barely drained any of her energy.

When Raymond saw her come back, he hurried over, curious. "Maggie, where were you just now?"

Margaret said casually, like it was no big deal, "Just squashed a few ants."

Raymond was stunned.

Margaret sat down at her desk, closed a pink diary, and put it in her schoolbag.

Seeing that, Raymond asked curiously, "Is that your diary? Can I take a look? I don't know how to write a diary. Wanna learn from you."