Novel & Cerita Betty Glitchtale

Those eyes were hypnotic, but I'm not going to fall for it. "I'm sorry, ma'am, but we only bet chips here," I explained, but she raised her hand again, leading me to stop turning the card. "How about if the card is a high-valued card, I'll give you a million dollars in cash," everyone gasped, but I wasn't impressed in the least. I sighed and considered accepting her offer, but I'd like to tweak the mechanics. She appears to be completely wasted, which I may utilize to my advantage. I'm confident that I can persuade her.

She doesn’t look at me, my chest feels like it could explode. I’m holding my breath, when she starts wiping her tears and rubs her palms on the sheet. She sticks her hand out and starts to laugh, “My name is Estelle Louise Wyatt. It is nice to meet you… I have heard your name, but never been given your name.” Her smile is small as she looks at me under her lashes.

Elias replied, grinding his teeth now. "The mate who didn't think twice before dumping you," the rogue snorted. Elias' jaw clenched tighter. "She was put under a spell," Elias justified the deed. "Really? Was it the same witch who helped her put a spell on the beta so that she oculd be with him?" the rogue clapped back. Elias tightened his fist. "Shut up," he growled and walked off. ....... Violet woke up with a start. The flashes of her nightmare danced before her eyes, sending her heart racing.

“Did that actually happen? Or Am I dreaming? Did the scholarship girl just tell the heir to the Malvetti empire to go cry to his mother?” “ Hey, don’t forget she also called him a good boy,” Alessandro chimed in his voice dripping with laughter. He shakes his head, a smirk tugging at his lips as checked out a girl walking past us. “The Almighty Malvetti heir, humiliated by a girl whose family salaries put together can’t afford my shirts. That’s a new low, Gio, even for you.” Nathan held his phone high, a mocking gleam in his eyes. “Hold still, Gio. This is going straight to TikTok. ‘The Almighty Giovanni Atticus, Humiliated by a Coffee-wielding charity case. Priceless!” He cackled, making me

"It’s the true masterpiece of human technical thought! Look at this perfectly designed line!" "Yeah, I can see it. An automatic transmission... What a lazy freak! Do you really know how to drive? I doubt." Finally, she was able to stop laughing. "And by the way, this isn’t a car, it’s the best glue for girls. How many did you catch on this beauty?" She added sarcastically. "Get away from me, please! That's not your business!" "I’m glad it is not." She mocked him and slowly got into the car.

Betty slides down the smooth bark, her body falling straight into my front paws. I hold her against my chest, watching the massive oak slowly straighten itself back up into the sky. Her eyes are wide. The dark purple of her irises is gone, replaced by a thick, glowing ring of solid gold. "Tola called the trees," Betty whispers against my neck, her breath shallow and cold. "She called them, Adriel. But I am not strong enough to hold them back." I look down at her, my chest rising and falling as the magic in the air slowly dies. She is covered in dirt, her small hands trembling against my fur. Neither I nor Mitchell deserve what she is becoming.

It’s really her. “We are starting this bet at fifty thousand,” the spokesperson stated with a chuckle, making her squint at him. My fists tightened at my sides as I heard the other asšholes throw a few numbers out. My mind was running wild, but I knew I had to try. I came here for her after all. I raised my now bent paddle and placed my bet, making the man on stage tilt his head and smirk my way. “Two hundred thousand—going one, going twice!”

I arched a brow. She grinned and wiggled her laminated eyebrows. “Right. You’re going to hell anyway, so why not make it worth it?” I snorted and turned back to my monitor, scrolling through the units I’d been assigned to sell if a miracle ever happened. “Why are you looking at those?” Betty leaned over my shoulder, her perfume hitting my nose before I even saw her reflection on the screen. “Sugar, there’s nothing in there but sad little boxes for loners. Dream big.” She reached over and pressed a few keys.

Hailey carried herself meekly around but was shocked to see Betty Dawson’s condition. Betty was already a plump woman whose weight matched her equally lanky 165 meters. She was wrapped in a white towel around her body and on her head. It seemed like she just got out of the shower. Her swollen face was a sight to behold, and with the rashes all over her body, it was a frightening sight and must have horrified her to no end. Smack! Betty immediately slapped Hailey across her face. “Finally, you’ve come. I thought you disappeared. What the heck did you use on me? Is it even safe for human use? How am I going to meet people now, huh? Nothing could possibly compensate for my loss!”