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Villains sure loved to torment each other most of all! "But I'm sure Maddie will manage to turn him back into a simp in record time. That's what scheming bitches are best at—they play men like it's bloody psychological warfare. "They can throw all sorts of abuse at men and somehow manipulate them into drinking their bathwater with some of that sweet nothing," Jean, PhD in "How to Identify a Bad Bitch," stated. "Whatever. These two belong together forever. May death do them part," I replied sincerely.

Gisella is not one to back down. Kinsley makes eye contact with me. I shrug my shoulders out of instinct and smile awkwardly. I mean, I feel bad she found out I told on her, but I’m not scared. I really don’t care what she thinks. “Stop that, Gisella and Kinsley. I was just talking about camaraderie and friendship. I wasn’t just pointing out between the males and the females. I’m talking about all of you! Especially among she-wolves! Weak girls compete with each other. She-wolves empower each other! Remember that! I wouldn’t be here now if not for your mothers who supported and believed in me.” Vilma sounds irritated. She throws a glare at Gisella and me, making sure we know that she knows w

A few scattered comments drifted across my vision. [Honestly, the villainess is kind of pitiful…] [Pitiful? Seriously? Are you even seeing what's happening? Of all people, you feel bad for the villainess?] [Tell me about it. The male lead shouldn't have let her off so easily. Maisie clearly wasn't happy.]

pinasaya niya ang tinig at tinapik pa ang balikat nito na agad ikinasira ng mukha nito. 'Problem solve.' she is a Veraniel and a clever one. The shallow brain of this psychopath is easy to reverse according to her favor. "Huh! I will never play the villain role here... you see I'm the favorite grandchild and there's no way I would do something ridiculous especially when it will benifit you!" inis nitong sabi sabay irap sa kanya at tuluyan ng iniwan siya. Malalim siyang napahinga tanda ng kapanatagan, "Wooh! that was close,"

What he shared with Noemi was nothing but platonic love. A great love story always needs a villainess to make it burn. And that villainess was me. Gianna Milano. The plot called for me to discover the emotional affair and go to war against Noemi: petty cruelty, jealous rages, one humiliation after another, all of it making Noemi shine brighter by contrast. Renato's contempt for me would grow until he handed me the divorce papers himself. Then I'd run to my father, try to use the family to tear them apart.

I am going to die without anyone caring about what happened to me. ‘Who am I kidding? The villainess will never get a good ending… No matter what. Someone like me can’t have one. It will always end the same for me. Always going to have a bad ending. Even if… Even if I wanted a different one this time… I wanted things to be different…’

"LET'S ENJOY OURSELVES. LET'S ENJOY THE WAR!" Ahh, I am so happy... I want more... more...now I am really losing my mind. I am becoming the real Villainess.

"What's she doing here?" The group of socialites visibly stiffened when they saw me. Everyone in high society knew about my reputation. I was known for being arrogant, unhinged, and untouchable. I didn't spare them a glance. Instead, I looked down at Vivian, who was soaked from head to toe. The floating comments began racing across my vision. [The villainess is about to lose it! Vivian, run!] [It's over! Quinn saw the male lead trying to save Vivian. She's definitely going to make Vivian's life a living hell!]

Because if I care, I’ll go crazy. Then I realized that I’m not the right person to give him some advice. A good friend would probably give a lot better advice, but… I’m a villainess, am I? I’ve never been one for selfless-ness or comforting or caring, really. 'The world is fucked up, nothing matters except for myself', that's how I managed to live. Morals are quite often the last thing on my mind. So yeah, it’s fucked up. I think that’s also the reason I could never really hate Isadore. I mean, who's the villainess to judge another villain, right?

Vicky gritted her teeth but said nothing, while Sif laughed in disbelief as if finding treasure. Looking at the masked figures around them, she shouted, "Everyone! Behold, the famous Vicky Turnbull is actually a virgin! Can you believe it?!" "Shit, for real?!" "That's amazing!" "Hehehe…" Even as the crowd gasped in disbelief, Sif dramatically reached out to grope Vicky's breasts, her eyes flashing in jealousy right then. Was there a woman who was not vain? And not only did Sif lose to Vicky in looks, but she had to lose out in terms of her figure too!