Reborn Rich: Prices Dropped, My Savings Didn't novel Chapter 146

Chapter 146: Chapter 144: The Wicked Are Tormented by the Wicked

"What did you say?"

Beatrice Lynn’s expression darkened, and she demanded with a frown.

Cecilia Sterling smiled, her tone casual. "You lost our last bet. You didn’t forget the penalty, did you?"

"You..."

"I told you, if you try to back out, I’m going to call you that from now on. Did you really think I was joking?" Cecilia Sterling said, her eyes scanning Beatrice up and down in confusion.

’Knowing how proud she was, why would she let herself look like this?’

’Her face was haggard, and she hadn’t even tried to cover it with makeup. Today, even her clothes were unusually casual.’

But it soon dawned on Cecilia. People only tortured themselves like this when they’ve suffered a major blow. Beatrice Lynn and Shawn Lane had both vanished from school recently; it was likely some messy, complicated affair had occurred between them.

Then Cecilia suddenly realized their chance encounter was happening right at a hospital entrance.

Her eyes widened slightly. ’Could it be...’

"I’m pregnant!"

The next second, looking at Cecilia, Beatrice Lynn dropped the bombshell without any warning.

Cecilia didn’t react for a moment, simply blinking at Beatrice’s smug, triumphant expression.

And before Cecilia could process it, Beatrice Lynn was already waving the lab report in her hand. "It’s Shawn’s!"

"Huh?" Cecilia couldn’t hold back a scoff. She looked at Beatrice Lynn, smiled, and nodded. "That’s wonderful. Congratulations to you both!"

Cecilia wasn’t particularly surprised. In her past life, Beatrice Lynn had two abortions for Shawn Lane, and to sicken her, had even mailed the abortion reports to her both times.

This time, the event had just happened two years earlier, and the method of delivery had changed from mail to a face-to-face announcement. It almost felt a little more formal.

She was completely unfazed.

Faced with Cecilia’s mocking reaction, Beatrice’s provocative expression morphed into shock. "What is this reaction?" she asked, bewildered. "Aren’t you angry?"

"Why would I be angry? A pregnancy is a happy occasion. I’m happy for you both!" Cecilia said, then feigned a look of dawning realization. "Oh, I forgot, you two aren’t married yet. So, are you going to have the baby first and then get married? Or get married first and then have the baby?"

"If you’re getting married first, you’d better hurry. A wedding dress doesn’t look as good with a big belly, don’t you think?"

The color drained from Beatrice Lynn’s face, only to flush crimson again. How could she not realize Cecilia was mocking her?

"Cecilia Sterling, are you mocking me?" Beatrice Lynn asked, her face filled with indignation.

At her words, the smile vanished from Cecilia’s face. She looked at Beatrice Lynn and said, "You give yourself too much credit. You’re the one willing to degrade yourself; I can’t even be bothered to mock you."

As she spoke, Cecilia glanced at Beatrice’s stomach. "It’s true what they say—villains always end up tormenting each other. I haven’t done a thing, and the two of you have already managed to torture each other into this state. How amusing!"

Just then, a ride-share car pulled up beside Cecilia. Without giving Beatrice Lynn another glance, she opened the door and got in.

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