Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee Book 2

Chapter 353 – Time To Tell The Truth

“That is—,” Akin, who already showed extreme regret about never catching their parents, looked even ashamed this time.

“You know how they did it? My sister— put pressure on my low—,” she paused as the details were too graphic.

“Anyway, I woke up days later to find out I had been accused of using my unborn baby to create the villains. So I couldn’t even put forward a complaint about my sister k*illing my baby. I was devastated and hated it when they got married while I was in the torture cell and getting interrogated. So, that day—I made a promise. I dug up my dead baby’s body and promised to serve him justice,” there was a twisted smile on her lips as she recalled what she had done.

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“What did you do?” I asked. “I created the villains and the heroes, just like they said,” her claim brought shivers down many people’s spines.

“I did the ritual to wake them up, and they woke up. All of them,” she said, with a wide smile on her lips. I couldn’t believe she went this far with her revenge.

But it was obvious that she had lost her mind when they did all those things to her.

“And everything just began on its own from there,” she shrugged when trying to tell us everything else happening around is not her fault.

But I had a question for her: why was I the mistress?

beautiful scenario of villains and heroes. Now all I have to do is sit and watch the world burn,” she pretended

Helel growled, folding his muscular arms

I will, but so will you all,” she hunched ahead

wherever you want. I will always be free now,” her faith wasn’t in

a fistful of her hair and stretched her neck back,

she snickered, “you

to squint our noses and look away for a split second. The way she glared at his lips

said seduction. He meant torture, but

when Dream yelled that name. My body was visibly startled, but thankfully,

in fear and wondering if

Shouldn’t I have been the one to tell the brothers? Because now they

focus on her, she mumbled, “I’m the mistress

my chest. I was instantly turning my neck around

the term. “You are—,” Helel stepped

are the mistress of

misunderstanding. I, on the other hand, wanted it to be anyone but me. And maybe that itself was

me everything about me,” Dream answered, and it made me wonder why Huia would

and then eventually began to laugh manically. The look on Dream’s face was evidence of the horror she

truth, right?” Dream started nagging her. I could tell whatever

Huia’s left lip curled upward to form a very