Reborn to Burn Them All novel Chapter 130

Chapter 130

“Kill you?” Sophia sneered, as if she’d just heard the most ridiculous joke, She viciously yanked Yvette’s hair back, forcing her tear–streaked face into view. Yvette glared at her with pure hatred.

Sophia smirked and said, “Wouldn’t it be a sin to let you die so easily, Yvette? Death isn’t scary. The real horror is being trapped in a living hell–unable to live, yet forbidden to die.

“Go ahead, round up all the men in your little harem,” Sophia sneered. “Once you’ve gathered them all, I’ll even thank you for it.” Once they were all assembled, she’d wipe them out in one fell swoop.

Just then, the chandelier overhead began to flicker erratically before suddenly going out, plunging the room into darkness.

In the dimly lit living room, eerie shadows danced across Sophia’s face. Yvette saw the bone–chilling coldness in her eyes–and madness so intense it seemed she would stop at nothing to tear the world apart.

Sophia’s face, half–shrouded in shifting shadows, looked utterly sinister–so eerie it sent chills down Yvette’s spine. At that moment, Sophia seemed like a demon crawled straight from hell, poised to devour her whole the moment she found an opening.

Yvette trembled violently, squeezed her eyes shut, didn’t do it–go after them, it was them.”

I clamped her hands over her ears, letting out a shrill scream. “It wasn’t me! I swear it wasn’t me!!

Sophia sneered coldly and kicked Yvette aside in disgust.

Yvette crumpled to the ground like a limp rag, her legs like jelly, making it impossible to get up. She whimpered desperately, “Sophia, I know you hate me, but none of this was my fault. If you want revenge, go after them!”

In the memories Yvette recovered, Sophia was always just a background character in the Chandler family–practically invisible, as if everyone had deliberately erased her. It felt like the story only truly began when she returned; before that, Sophia barely existed in anyone’s mind.

After Yvette returned to the Chandler family, for some reason, the Chandlers kicked Sophia out. Whether it was taking the fall for someone else, organ harvesting, or that final car crash that left her paralyzed–Yvette wasn’t directly involved in any of it.

Yvette thought, ‘Why should Sophia hate me? After all, I’m the female lead–this whole world revolves around me. As a mere supporting character, Sophia should serve me without question.’

Yvette tried to brainwash herself into courage. With this self–reassurance, she felt her confidence surging back.

When Sophia saw Yvette shirk all responsibility, she suddenly let out a cold laugh. “So you’re the heroine? You only know how to shift blame and rely on men. What a loser!”

Sophia nudged Yvette with her foot and sneered, “Yvette, are you seriously asking for it? You know I hate you, yet you still come crawling to me. Do you really think I wouldn’t dare kill you?”

Yvette hung her head low, putting on the pitiful act of a victim bullied by a tyrant. She thought to herself, ‘Sophia wouldn’t dare kill me. If I die, this whole world will cease to exist.‘

Even without Yandel, Evander, or Kevin, Yvette could hook up with plenty of powerful men. As long as she wanted, she’d get anyone.

“Sophia, do you even dare?” Yvette lifted her head/her eyes flashing with defiance and that smug superiority, like she truly believed she was the center of the universe.

“Tsk!” Sophia kicked Yvette square in the face, her expression dripping with disgust. “I can’t help but stomp on anyone who acts so high and mighty. Yvette, what on earth gave you this delusion of grandeur, huh?”

Yvette took a kick right to the face, her expression twisting instantly. “You” she choked out.

Sophia didn’t waste another word. She seized Yvette by the hair and dragged her into the bathroom.

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Chapter 130

Yvette screamed in panic, “What do you think you’re doing, Sophla? Let go of mel Help! Somebody—help met

Heartbroken, Heather skipped dinner and went straight back to her parents‘ home.

By the time Sophia and Yvette met, the servants had long since made themselves scarce. After all, they were just here for a paycheck. They wouldn’t dare provoke Sophia. That’d be like signing their own death warrant.

Sophia shoved Yvette’s head straight into the t

I sneered, “Time to flush out that useless brain of yours. You’re welcome.

Wette gulped down a mouthful of toilet water. She choked, gagging and retching violently. She was utterly humiliated and furious.

The servants hiding in the shadows exchanged horrified glances.

Yvette sat slumped on the floor in a sorry state–her complexion ghostly pale. Eyes red and swollen, she hugged her knees and sobbed wretchedly. Having always sailed through life, the repeated humiliation from Sophia had left her on the verge of a complete breakdown.

Sophia looked down at her with a mocking sneer. ” “You’re the center of the universe? Look at the pathetic mess I’ve made of you. What a loser!”

Sophia’s brazen audacity sent shivers down Yvette’s spine. Trembling,

Big, fat tears poured down Yvette’s face. She thought in disbelief, ‘How

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stammered, “Sophia, how dare you! You’ll pay for this!”

y could Sophia become so ferocious? Has she really gone mad?”

Sophia bent down and roughly grabbed Yvette’s chin. “You really are full of yourself. Instead of worrying about my fate, maybe you should be more concerned about your own. Tell me, Yvette–if I destroyed this world, do you think your savior would show up?”

A bone–deep chill shot up Yvette’s spine, and she couldn’t help but tremble all