I Became The Ugly Lady Spoilers Novels & Stories

*** Bella George watched the entertainment news and scrolled through social media deep into the night, disappointment and ugly anger filling her chest. "Why did he suddenly show up? I told you to keep him away from the bitch!" Bella cursed over the phone, sweeping everything off her table. She was supposed to expose the reality of Ava's marriage but she had only ended up making her more popular. #uglymeangirl was trending and people were tagging Bella, while Ava was being praised and receiving multiple praises for her acting. She, Bella,was the female lead, not Ava! She had worked hard and even slept with the director to ensure that Ava was cast as the villainess, people were supposed to hat

Hello, My name is Jane, and between my sister and me, I am the ugly one. And no, I am not an insecure bitch who likes to complain about my looks all the time. My sister Liliana is blessed with beautiful genes. She had long flowing blonde hair with bright blue eyes and pink lips that remind you of delicate flower petals.

The makeover was heavy, and the ugliest of wigs was placed on her head. “Now that is truly what you look like,” Izzie complimented, knowing that she did it on purpose. “Stay here, Marco will be here to take you out. And don't do anything silly or else you will hate the minute you were born.” As soon as Izzie's back frame disappeared to the other end, she gently took the pill, dusting it and placing it inside her bra again. A few minutes later, the door opened and she thought it to be Marco but she was wrong. Yul showed from the outside with his zipper open, his gun in one hand, pointing itself towards her.

Scarlett’s polished facade shattered as the cameras captured every humiliating second. The crowd erupted into chaos. Some tried to intervene, others just stood there, too shocked to move, their phones raised, recording every moment. Isis wasn’t done. She grabbed the microphone from Scarlett’s trembling hands, turning to face the audience. “This woman,” she snarled, pointing directly at Scarlett, “has been sleeping with my husband while pretending to be a respectable presenter. She’s nothing but a homewrecker and a fraud!” Scarlett froze, nervousness clouding all over face. A murmur spread through the crowd like wildfire, the judgment palpable. Her carefully curated image was unraveling right

The air around her behaved differently. She found our table and her face lit up. "Conrad, I'm so sorry I'm late — the council secretary said it was fine to come even though I missed the formal start." She touched his shoulder briefly, then turned that warm smile on me. "Mara. You look beautiful." "Thank you," I said. She took the empty seat two chairs down. — The entertainment started after the third course. A demonstration of gifts, in honor of the upcoming Turning. A mentalist. A shadowcaster. Both impressive.

Ugly. "Ari," I screamed at the top of my voice, just before she could pull the trigger. "Is this what you really want?”

She had already forgotten how she looked at that moment. "You're so ugly!" Ruth said coldly. "What?" asked Lily. She had never expected that Ruth would still dare to speak at that moment. Should she not be wetting her pants in fear? How dare Lily still speak and say that she is ugly? Lily had never been ugly in her life. Even though her uterus had been removed at that moment, she still was not an ugly woman.

But now, that peace felt like a cruel joke. Her heart pounded as she spotted the edge of the phone wedged between the cushions. She grabbed it and pressed the power button, her reflection flashing on the black screen for a second, her wide, frightened eyes staring back at her. The screen lit up. And then the world crashed down. “ELARA CROSS EXPOSED: THE SECRET SHE KEPT FROM JULIAN!” “DNA SCANDAL ROCKS THE CROSS FAMILY, IS LEONARD SHAW THE REAL FATHER OF MIRA?”

I mean that’s what Isla called it. I’ve always wondered how she’s so creative when it comes to being an evil bitch. I muttered . That’s how we paid a girl, some chick named Treasure. She had Maya’s type of body—perfect match. Then my rival Desmond fucked her, and we recorded it. After that, I hired a tech guy to swap Maya’s face in. Menh… that was diabolic, but I had no choice. She disgusted me. She’s just too nice and dumb. And now this—this clip that just played? I know the truth. That pussy on screen—it’s Isla’s. I’ve fucked her a thousand times. I know exactly how it looks. Dark lips, pink inside. That’s what played.

At the party, Beatrice Sherbird’s close friends surrounded me. “I heard you’ve had a crush on Beatrice since you were a kid. You even insisted on being her husband when you played house. So, do you still have feelings for her now?” Everyone turned to look at me. I looked toward the woman in the corner who was casually pouring a drink and said, “I was young and clueless back then. I probably caused Beatrice a lot of headaches. “Honestly, those feelings faded a long time ago. Besides, I’m actually getting married soon.” I heard the sound of glass breaking. Beatrice stared at her high heels stained with spilled wine. Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, and she remained dazed for a