Chapter 952:

Just then, Raegan shot a glance at Marisa. “Think what you want. It makes no difference. What matters is that by the end of this, those three are either going to be dead or disabled.”

This was the punishment Kiley had planned down to the last detail.

Maia had pushed Mariana over the edge — straight into a mental collapse. Now, Ethan had to pay the price. Crippling him was the plan.

Raegan had no intention of killing Ethan, which was why she told Tyrant to stand down.

After the crowd put down their bets, they’d rig the fight by choosing who attacked first — Viper or Reaper — just to make sure most people ended up losing their money.

“You…” Marisa’s hands curled into tight fists. Her voice trembled with anger. “You planned this, didn’t you? Why? Who the hell are you? What do you have against Ethan and the others? Why go to such lengths?”

strings from the start. The moment Ethan and

matter how this ended, the blame could easily be shifted back to Ethan and his friends, who had been painted as voluntary challengers. And with every face in that place hidden behind a mask, uncovering the identities of those behind this would be

is where things get interesting.” Raegan didn’t bother responding to Marisa.

She wanted Maia to watch — helplessly — as her brother

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more, and Maia would walk in just as the cruelest scene unfolded. That thought alone pulled a grin from her lips. It wasn’t joy. It was satisfaction

had enough of Maia’s smug little smirks. What she truly craved was the moment that smugness


image alone would be worth every second

rang out, officially kicking off

needed no words — before the Reaper lunged forward with brutal speed. From the stands, disappointed groans echoed as bets

ducked behind Ethan. Her entire body trembled, unprepared for

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