My Ultimate Revenge
Aria muttered.
They breached the side entrance. Metal groaned, dust hung thick. Inside, shelves of abandoned tech, outdated servers, boxes, shredded files. But the center of the room held a clean, operational hub.
A single screen flickered.
And then, Helena appeared.
Live.
“Hello, darling Aria,” she purred through the speakers.
Aria stepped forward, fury simmering. “No more games.”
Helena smiled. “But this is just beginning. You exposed me. Bold move. But you forgot, you have more to lose than me.”
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