Top Assassin with Superpowers Reborn novel Chapter 90

Chapter 90 The Devil’s True Face

Countless celebrities dreamed of advertising on that billboard.

But it was insanely expensive-every second cost a fortune.

Right now, though, the giant screen was playing a video.

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The video showed a dark room. Cold torture tools lined the walls. Up front, a white Corgi lay dying on a table. The surface was covered in bright red blood.

At the sight, Clara and Michelle started shaking violently. Terror and panic filled their eyes.

Two girls’ voices came from the screen.

“Michelle, aren’t you scared? Is this too cruel for the puppy?” The first voice sounded nervous.

The second voice scoffed. “Clara, what’s there to be scared of? It’s fun. Come try it. These are just strays- who cares if they die?”

She pressed, “I’m telling you my secret because you’re my friend. Hurry up.”

“But… I’m still kinda scared. Is the puppy gonna be in pain?” Clara hesitated.

“Quit being a baby! Think of this stray as someone you hate-like that hick. Let it all out. It feels amazing.” Michelle laughed. “Who cares if it hurts? It’s not you in pain.”

“O-okay… I’ll try.”

Even as she spoke, Clara’s hand picked up a cold knife.

“Woof…”

Seconds later, blood-curdling barks of agony filled the air. Mixed with them were two girls’ wild, excited laughter.

“See? Isn’t this great, Clara?”

“Yeah… it’s awesome.”

The sound was cranked to max. Even across the street, the puppy’s screams were crystal clear.

The video had looped several times, but every time guests heard those cries, they shuddered-goosebumps crawling up their spines.

So innocent. So cruel.

The puppy was covered in blood, its eyes empty and helpless.

At the end of the video, the camera panned up-freezing on two high school girls in uniforms. Their grins were pure evil.

The video restarted.

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Chapter 90 The Devil’s True Face

Inside the hall, Clara and Michelle trembled uncontrollably. Their faces were as pale as paper.

The guests’ whispers and stares cut into them like sharp blades, slowly tearing them apart.

Panic. Fear. Cold, heavy dread wrapped around them.”

Why is this video playing on that billboard? We never shared it-we only hid it on our computers!

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“You never know someone’s true colors!” a guest snapped. “These two are total scumbags! The puppy’s helpless look at the end? It just shattered my heart. How could they do this?”

“Clara was the spokesperson for stray animal rescue last month! The irony is sickening!”

Just then, another video popped up on the screen-shot by a hidden camera.

It showed a group of fancy-dressed girls ganging up on a simply clad girl, forcing her to kneel. A close-up revealed the victim: Margaret.

Michelle was front and center, grinning triumphantly.

Her panic spiked. I paid good money to get this video deleted! How on earth is it here?

More videos followed-all showing Clara and Michelle’s dirty deeds.

Guests stared in shock. How could two seemingly gentle heiresses be so twisted?

School bullying. Animal abuse. Flaunting wealth. Their “kind” personas crashed and burned.

Every single one of these dirty deeds was beyond messed up-it got everyone on edge and their skin crawling!

“Look what you’ve done!” Matthew roared.

The guests’ stares shamed not just Clara and Michelle, but Matthew and Gerald too. They could already imagine the mockery from other families. Their reputations were in tatters.

Slap! Slap! Slap!

They hit the girls again-harder. The more brutal the punishment in front of everyone, the more chance they had to save face.

The sharp slaps left Clara and Michelle reeling, completely dumbfounded.

“Everyone,” Matthew said, forcing a calm tone. “Our familjes will address this properly. For now, the banquet is over.”

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