"Lola!"
The loud sound of a body hitting the cell across from Derek echoed through the small holding area. Derek grabbed the metal bars and shouted Lola’s name, his eyes wide as he saw how badly beaten she looked.
"Melissa, have you truly lost your mind!?" he roared, glaring at Melissa, who stood near Lola’s limp body. "Stop! Enough!"
Just minutes ago, Melissa had barged in unannounced. She didn’t say a single word. She simply walked in, then, without warning, kicked Lola and began beating her relentlessly.
"Have I lost my mind?" Melissa repeated as she stepped on the side of Lola’s head, laughing. "Hahaha!"
She laughed and laughed until she hunched over, one hand clutching her head. When she lifted her gaze slightly, she smirked at him.
"Derek, what kind of question is that?" she asked, laughing dryly. "I know you’re stupid, but you’re even more stupid than I thought to ask something like that."
Melissa dropped her hand and looked at him as if he were nothing but a pest. "You... are so pathetic, Derek."
"Melissa..." His heart sank, not because of the insults thrown at him, but because of how much Melissa had changed.
He had known something was wrong when he saw her in his home unannounced. But he denied it out of fear. Now, there was no denying it. She would kill all of them.
Melissa peeled her gaze away from him, as he wasn’t even worthy of her attention. She turned back to Lola’s body on the ground, smirking as she pressed her foot down and twisted it against Lola’s head.
"You’re really stubborn, Lola," she scoffed, noticing Lola’s clenched teeth.
Even while being beaten, Lola hadn’t pleaded. She let out pained sounds, but that was all. And even now, with Melissa’s foot pressing against her head and her hair covering her face in a tangled mess, she remained stubbornly defiant.
"Lola," Melissa pressed harder, her eyes sharp. "You bitch... do you think you’re allowed to live happily after ruining people’s lives?"
"Melissa! Enough!" Derek shouted, but he was completely ignored. He rattled the metal bars, yelling, "Why are you doing this to us!?"
Melissa snickered. "You should ask Lola about that. It was all this evil bitch’s fault. If not for her, my life wouldn’t have turned out the way it did. She drove me to this choice."
"And you know what?" She lifted her foot and struck Lola on the head.
She stomped on Lola’s head even as the latter raised her arm to shield herself. But Melissa didn’t care. She kept stomping, each strike stronger than the last.
"You bitch," Melissa scoffed. "How dare you act like you deserve a good life, huh? We’re already at the bottom, yet you still deceived me, giving back my mother’s properties only for them to be seized later. You have no idea how much I’ve suffered."
All the humiliation she endured. The mockery. The disgusting people she had to deal with. Lola had no idea how much Melissa had suffered. Perhaps Melissa would have been fine if Lola hadn’t tricked her into believing she was returning Loren’s properties.
But no. Lola had made her choice and remained evil until the very end.
Melissa had been left with no choice, almost selling her body just to pay for Lawrence’s medical expenses.
"But I guess things happen for a reason." She finally stopped, panting. Running her fingers through her hair, she smirked. "Because if you hadn’t driven me to the edge, I wouldn’t have found my calling."


If not for Lola, she wouldn’t have been driven into this situation. Though the outcome had been better than selling her body in disgust, she still couldn’t let Lola live—not even for a second.
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