She didn't care about right or wrong. In her world, there might be white, but more of it was soaked in black.
"Bring it here!" Jovana Shaw reached out to her subordinate. She couldn't, and didn't want to, wait any longer. She was eager to tear off Aurelia Shaw's forever aloof mask. What was she? Just a clown to be trampled underfoot, toyed with at will, yet she dared to climb above her.
The subordinate handed her a syringe.
Aurelia Shaw's peach blossom eyes narrowed sharply.
Whether it's the sa old trick bad people use, or they all just want her to die disgracefully.
The thing in that syringe was all too familiar to her.
It had tornted her for so many years and eventually took her life. And wasn't it exactly what's in this syringe?
"Do you know what this is? The entertainnt industry is harsh on female artists who take drugs. Once you cross that line, you're blacklisted directly, and even her fans would despise her," Jovana Shaw said with a cold sneer.
Weren't her fans claid to be the most protective?
She was about to see when the Queen, whom they held high, turned into an addict, how they could still protect her!
The feeling of falling from heaven to hell is the most painful.
Jovana Shaw was ready to push that stuff into Aurelia Shaw's veins when her phone rang suddenly. Originally, she didn't want to bother with it, but seeing it was Leo Campbell calling, she hesitated for a mont.
She handed the syringe to the subordinate next to her, "Inject this stuff into her, then strip off her clothes, take nude photos of her, after that do whatever you want with her.
But, in the end, make sure to destroy her face!"
Jovana Shaw touched her own face. She had to pay the price for hurting her face!
Aurelia Shaw squinted her eyes slightly, watching Jovana Shaw walk out while answering the phone. She glanced at the yellow liquid on the table beside her—sulfuric acid.
Jovana Shaw had prepared thoroughly enough.
Afraid she might resist, they injected her with drugs first and waited until she had no strength to resist, then let this group handle her at will.
What would a group of big n do to a woman with no strength to resist?
They even prepared sothing like sulfuric acid, intending to destroy not only her face, perhaps.
Interesting, truly interesting! She didn't expect her sister would have more scheming and ruthless ans than Eleanor Spencer, who killed her in her past life.
She almost thought that the one who killed her was her "sister".
Aurelia Shaw allowed herself a smile. Her bound hands suddenly ca loose, and she rubbed her wrists as her icy gaze swept towards everyone in the room...
...
Jovana Shaw finished the call and glanced at the ti.
Twenty minutes had passed. They should have finished taking pictures and were doing those things by now, shouldn't they?
Ha, Aurelia Shaw, she wanted to witness her filthy and disgraceful state when she was defiled.
Not only witness it but also capture it on film to post online for everyone to see.
Jovana Shaw pushed open the door and was montarily stunned by the scene inside. The next second, her screams burst out from her throat, causing her to collapse to the floor with legs giving way.
Sticky under her hands, Jovana Shaw looked down in a daze, seeing the floor drenched in blood. She sat in the blood, the sticky liquid clinging to her legs, feeling like thousands of ants crawling into her pores and up her veins.
"Ah! Ah—!"
Jovana Shaw stumbled to her feet, slipped on the floor, and fell again. The more anxious she got, the less she could stand up, her whole body and face covered in blood.
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