Shining Bright After Rebirth (Diana and Steven) novel Chapter 976

Chapter 976 Diana's Unbelievable Luck

Queenie's icy glare hardened as her chest tightened with rage. Her hands trembled slightly, and her eyes glistened with unshed tears.

"We failed. The car plunged into the river, that man was caught, and Diana walked away unscathed. She always gets this lucky."

"Useless!" George snapped, his voice brimming with contempt. "How is it that Diana escapes every single time? What's so special about her? You've plotted against her at least a hundred times now, haven't you? And yet, not once has it worked. But the moment you target Steven, it works on the first try! What is this? Are you saying Diana's more capable than Steven?"

His frustration ran deep, leaving a sour taste in his mouth.

Queenie closed her eyes, exhaustion washing over her. She didn't understand it.

In her dreams, everything always went so smoothly. Diana would suffer unimaginable pain, and in the end, she'd die a tragic, miserable death.

But in reality...

George, oddly enough, wasn't too enraged. Instead, a spark of determination lit his gaze. He thought to himself that once he recovered, he would personally take action, and he felt it wouldn't be hard to torment someone. "Don't worry. Next time, I'll handle her myself. She won't escape again."

Suddenly, Queenie's stomach churned violently.

Her heart sank. A wave of discomfort swept over her, and she realized with growing horror that this was the precursor to diarrhea. The food they'd just eaten might not have been clean.

A sharp pain gripped her abdomen. She turned to George, about to say something when an absurd scene unfolded before her eyes.

George, still seated on the hospital bed, suddenly let out a rapid string of loud, echoing farts.

His face froze in disbelief as his eyes widened in shock.

At that moment, he wished he could disappear into thin air.

The air grew thick with a pungent, unbearable stench.

Queenie stared at him in stunned silence, her expression mirroring his horror. But before she could mock him, her own stomach betrayed her. She doubled over as an uncontrollable symphony of equally rancid noises escaped her.

"Aah!" she screamed, clutching her abdomen. She wheeled herself frantically toward the bathroom.

But sitting in a wheelchair, she couldn't compete with the able-bodied George.

George, unhindered by a wheelchair, jumped off the bed and dashed ahead of her, slamming the bathroom door shut behind him. The foul odor lingered in the air.

Queenie sat frozen, staring at the closed door with disbelief. She hadn't expected George to abandon her like this.

Then it happened. She lost control, right there in her wheelchair.

"No... no! No!" she screamed in despair, humiliated beyond words.

The stench became overpowering. The entire room reeked, and the sight around her was unbearable. She never imagined something so grotesque could happen to her.

Her stomach had been acting up lately, but she hadn't expected that one meal of takeout could lead to this nightmare.

Deep down, she knew the truth. They'd been drugged.

Queenie broke down, sobbing uncontrollably. Her eyes were bloodshot, her face pale as she clenched her trembling fists.

She glanced at the mess around her, on the floor, and felt the last remnants of her dignity slip away.

Outside the room, Evan was doubled over in laughter.

He couldn't hold it in any longer. He laughed so hard that tears streamed down his face as he walked away. Even after reaching the hospital's entrance, his laughter didn't stop.

This was the most satisfying revenge he'd ever had. Queenie had insulted him before, and now, in one move, he'd evened the score.

He sent a video of the scene to Steven, thinking it might amuse him too.

Meanwhile, Steven was reviewing surveillance footage.

Diana and Luna had already made it home safely, but Diana didn't look too pleased.

Luna sat on the couch, recounting the night's events to Nolan.

"Nolan, do you know what Diana and I went through tonight? We almost drowned in the river!"