Winnie decided to strike while the iron was hot.

Yara had forced her biological mother into a mental institution years ago.

Winnie hardly thought it was fair for the woman to suffer such a minor setback for her misdeeds in the past.

To that end, Winnie hired someone to follow Yara and consequently knew her stepmother’s whereabouts like the back of her hand.

She learned that Yara had gone to the hospital after her huge fight with Hamish.

After leaving the hospital, Yara drank her weight in liquor at a bar, and she ended up booking the services of a driver to send her home.

Said driver happened to be dispatched by Winnie.

Based on Winnie’s instructions, the driver bundled Yara into the passenger seat and drove the car into a secluded alley.

Winnie hid in the backseat throughout the whole process.

She had dressed up as a female ghost, replete with ghastly makeup, a long black wig, and a billowing white dress.

As the driver pulled into a secluded alley, Winnie slowly emerged from her hiding spot.

Quietly, she rested her pale face on the passenger seat and played a pre-recorded audio tape.

An eerie voice filled the air, calling out Yara’s name over and over again.

Yara had not drunk herself into oblivion and was still slightly conscious.

When she heard someone calling her name, she groggily turned around to face the backseat.

She immediately saw a ghastly face behind her. The dark, secluded alley and the dim light in the car merely added to the eeriness of the situation.

Winnie’s prop eyes rolled down her face and fell right into Yara’s lap.

Yara was so frightened that her heart skipped a beat. It felt as though her soul had left her body.

and shrieked, “Ahh! Ghost!

Yara tugged on the driver’s elbow and

opened his mouth, and to Yara’s

at the scene before her for a good

sustain any major

to her feet and could only crawl on the ground at

car and easily

You had to go after my daughter. I want your

could no longer move at that point. She buried her head on the ground, her body heaving with sobs as she stammered, “Y-You’re Lorelei Garland! Please spare me!

Garland was Winnie’s

Winnie was only a Garland because she followed her mother’s surname.

form as the pre-recorded audio continued to play. “I want you to pay with your life. I want you to spend the rest of your

literally wet her pants

see this, I’m sure

torture Yara a little longer, a beam

driver had stuck his head out the

in frustration at the unexpected early end to her little

keep her phone and dart

had no idea if that night’s incident was enough to turn Yara mad, but

was the one who had

racked her brains for ideas, yet she could not think of a better way to exact revenge

off her wig and strode away, huffing with

her phone rang with a

the

note of her cold tone and

remembered some unhappy memories from my past. I feel trapped. Plus, I was interrupted halfway through my plans. That’s why I’m not

“What plans?” asked Xavier.

to teach someone a lesson, but

furrowed her brows, recognizing the sound of footsteps

a bad feeling that the person

breath, and Xavier immediately sensed her tension through

he asked, “What’s wrong, Winnie? What happened? Talk

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