Chapter 81:
“You’ve been drinking, so I’ll drive.” Corrine took the keys from Karina without waiting for a response, heading directly to the car.
Karina, dazed from the wine, simply shrugged and followed along with lazy steps.
But just as they reached the car, a sudden clamor of footsteps and furious voices broke out nearby.
“There she is! That heartless woman!”
They turned to see a group of people charging toward them, armed with sticks and rage blazing in their eyes.
Corrine’s expression darkened, a cold sharpness settling over her features. Grabbing Karina’s wrist, she hissed, “Get in the car!”
They scrambled inside, hoping the car’s locked doors would deter the mob. But the attackers had no intention of backing down. The first strike landed with a loud thud, followed by another and another, as sticks battered the car’s once flawless exterior.
The cacophony was jarring, each blow a brutal reminder of the attackers’ relentless fury.
As if smashing the car wasn’t enough, they began hurling all kinds of disgusting filth onto the windshield, their laughter and shouts echoing through the parking lot.
Before security could arrive, the group snatched up their belongings and disappeared like shadows melting into the night, leaving behind a scene of chaos.
The parking lot fell silent again, save for Karina’s groan of frustration as she stepped out to inspect the damage.
“My car!” she wailed, her voice echoing in the cavernous space. She stumbled back at the sight of the windshield, now caked in filth, and fought to suppress the anger rising in her chest.
𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐮𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐠𝐚𝐥𝐧𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐬.𝐜𝐨𝐦
An urge to gag surged within Karina.
“It’s ruined! I only had it for two days! Those disgusting lowlifes—I’m calling the police! I need to know who did this!”
“I already know,” Corrine said, her voice low and cutting, as her icy gaze swept over the battered car.
Her tone was like the cold bite of a winter wind, sharp and unyielding, carrying a chill that lingered long after the words had been spoken.
Karina’s gaze snapped to Corrine as she listened, her lips curling into a mocking smile. Identifying the mastermind was not challenging. After a brief moment of thought, it became obvious—Leah, that relentless fool, was behind it all.
Karina remembered warning Corrine to be careful of Leah’s retaliation, astonished at how quickly her prediction came true. She was curious to see if Leah could afford the consequences of her actions.
Leaning forward, Karina inquired, “What do you plan to do about her?”
A cold smile curved on Corrine’s lips, carrying the lethal charm of a poppy.
“I think I’ll entertain her games a while longer.”
Corrine had thought that taking down the viral posts would rein in Leah’s behavior, but Leah seemed eager to stir up even more trouble.
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