Top Assassin with Superpowers Reborn novel Chapter 15

Chapter 15 Tearing Off the Masks

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“Yeah, if Margaret hadn’t said it, I almost forgot. Mr. Evans married into the Tucker family.”

“When Mr. Evans married Ms. Tucker, they agreed any children would take the Tucker name. The Tucker family’s affairs should be decided by those with Tucker blood.”

Guests whispered among themselves, bringing up old secrets that should have stayed buried. Their words cut deep, like tearing open old wounds.

Matthew’s face turned dark and ugly. This was the painful truth he had tried to forget his whole

life.

“Maggic, how can you speak to your father like that? He only scolds you because he cares.” Seeing the situation turning bad, Nichole stepped forward to play the peacemaker.

She spoke in a lecturing tone, carrying herself like the lady of the house, as if she were Margaret’s real mother.

Margaret looked at her well–maintained face and raised an eyebrow, her expression arrogant. “Old woman, who are you to talk to me like that?

“You were just a servant in our house and the woman Matthew cheated with while my mother was still alive. What gives you the right to lecture me?”

Her sharp, arrogant words tore open the past that Nichole most wanted to hide, exposing everything for everyone to see.

Nichole’s gentle mask shattered instantly. Her face turned as ugly as Matthew’s.

The guests‘ mocking stares made both of them wish they could disappear.

Watching her parents left tongue–tied by Margaret’s words, Clara felt shaken.

What had happened to Margaret?

How had she become so different?

Where did she get that noble and domineering aura like a queen?

She glanced at her speechless parents, then at Margaret who shone brightly. Without thinking, she started backing away.

Clearly, Margaret had gone crazy. It was better to stay away from her.

But before she could escape, Margaret’s voice reached her, soft as a demon’s murmur.

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“Clara, you still haven’t accepted my gift.”

Her cutting words slipped into Clara’s ear.

Clara’s hands and feet turned to ice.

Not didn’t want to be humiliated in front of everyone

like her

parents.

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After a few seconds, Clara forced a smile and turned around. “I know you’re just joking. Let’s stop this, okay? This gift isn’t… appropriate.”

She tried her usual tricks–sweet smile, gentle words–hoping to manipulate Margaret like before.

But Margaret simply stood up. The movement looked casual, but she swung hard and slapped Clara across the face.

A sharp crack echoed through the hall.

Clara’s head rang with the impact. Blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.

Gasps spread through the crowd.

Margaret didn’t play games.

Though they were about the same height, Margaret’s powerful presence made her seem taller. She looked down at Clara like a judge passing sentence, her presence overwhelming. “I gave you a gift, and you dare say it’s inappropriate? Do you look down on your older sister?”

Pinned under Margaret’s chilly stare, Clara froze. She felt like she had been thrown into the deepest hell, surrounded by screaming ghosts.

Margaret’s gaze was brutal, lacking human warmth–like a devil from the abyss. It was the kind of killing aura that only someone who had taken many lives could possess.

Compared to other girls her age, Clara could be ruthless. But next to Margaret–a top killer with blood on her hands–Clara wasn’t even worth noticing.

“Margaret, L… I didn’t… I don’t look down on you…”

Clara trembled all over, stammering.

“Then pick it up.”

“Y–Yes.”

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As if her soul had been frightened out of her, Clara obediently bent down and picked up the noose from the red carpet.

Margaret watched the three of them glare at her with boiling hatred, yet they were forced to swallow their anger.

She smiled, unaffected, a new plan forming in her mind.

Originally, she had wanted to kill all three of them, to pay back what they owed the original. Margaret with blood.

But now she realized that would be too easy for them.

She wanted to strip them of everything, to smash everything they cared about and desired into pieces, until they drowned in complete despair.

She wouldn’t just kill them. She would break their souls.

The curve of Margaret’s lips sharpened with excitement. The chilling aura she emitted made everyone present shiver to their bones.