Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

The more one knew their enemy, the higher their chances of victory.

Just like Alyssa predicted Jameson's rash move against David, she also knew Betty would be brimming with pride right now.

While the rest of the Becketts reeled from Lauren's ordeal, Betty reveled in worldly pleasures. She barhopped and indulged in excessive drinking.

Fueled by alcohol, she even gossiped about her autistic sister with her unsavory friends. She exploited her family's pain for entertainment, releasing years of pent-up hatred.

Since Sophia's death, Betty had kept a low profile. She didn't dare to make any rash moves either. However, after joining forces with Zoe, a realization dawned on her—even without Sophia, she could still hold her own against those people. She could manipulate them as she pleased.

That night, chaos reigned in the private room. Betty was engaged in frenzied dancing with a charming male model, egged on by the surrounding crowd. Intoxicated by alcohol, she shamelessly struck various embarrassing poses with the man she barely knew.

into the washroom within the private room. A

arms to shield her chest—her half-cup

to slip a pill

did you just give me?" Betty shoved him

to make you feel

an unfocused gaze. He licked her earlobe and murmured, "It's not your first time

in waves of desire. Her thoughts became

amount of time passed. Everyone else had left the private room. The man pulled up his pants and pushed open

noble status, slumped over the filthy toilet bowl. Her clothes were disheveled, and a single strand of drool escaped her slack jaw. But the worst part was her smile.

Disgust contorted his face, yet his posture remained controlled as he settled onto