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CHAPTER 138.3

As if the man heard her, he turned around. On cue, Maleficent the Glutton was met by a pair of soulless eyes as he seethed.

"Why are you alive after killing innocent people all of your life?"

A sharp gasp escaped from Maleficent's trembling lips as she stood frozen. The world seemed to stop turning around her. Just her and Steffan were standing on the empty corridors of the arena.

"Retribution!" A familiar shrill of a female was the final nail of the coffin for Maleficent the Glutton.

FLASHBACK TWO...

CENT ALMOST fainted when she opened the back door of the studio where Madame Lira’s class was being held. No matter how slowly she opened the door, she was met by the blazing look of the middle-aged woman.

I’m gonna die.

“Maleficent Smith!” Madame Lira’s thunderous voice boomed inside the spacious studio. Cent could not help but winced as she heard her dreaded name.

Maleficent, the name embroidered on her silk blanket that covered her bloody and small body. Sister Tasha told her that she
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