Her Revenge Returns (Lea and Alfred)

Rita sneered as she got up from the ground. She questioned, “You think Abigail would wear the same style as you?”

Earlier, she had been terrified by Lea’s overwhelming aura. But now seeing her holding Abigail’s hand and talking about wearing matching outfits, she realized Lea was no different from the other country bumpkins who tried to ingratiate themselves.

No, Lea was even more brainless. No woman would want to wear the same outfit as someone else, especially Abigail, a top–tier socialite.

Rita could tell Lea and Shannon were friends. She believed even if Lea could afford high–end fashion, she would just be a nouveau riche at best.

Rita thought she must have been intimidated temporarily just now. Abigail and Beatrice thought

the same.

“Look at yourself. Do you think you can compare… to Abigail?” Rita’s words became more audacious, but her guilty conscience made her stammer.

Abigail was indeed outstanding, but Lea was far more beautiful. There was no comparison.

However, they would never admit it and would only say things that favored them and pleased Abigail.

Lea looked at Rita with her usual cold disdain.

Rita’s anger flared, her gaze becoming vicious. “Did you just hit me?”

Before she could finish, Lea stepped forward, grabbed her by the collar, and pulled her close. “Go pick up Shannon’s admission notice.”

As soon as Lea reached the entrance of the corridor, she had seen them. She had seen everything they did to Shannon.

However, Lea only fixed her eyes on Abigail. Abigail was’so young now, a version of her Lea had never seen in her past life. But even from behind, Lea had recognized her instantly.

At that moment, Lea charged forward, intending to push Abigail off the corridor to kill her.

But as she was about to push Abigail, she realized she didn’t want Abigail to die so easily. In her past life, she had been schemed against and stripped of everything.

Her kind–hearted Alfred. Her son. Her research achievements that worth billions of dollars, her shares, her assets…

Lea had been tortured in a mental hospital for so long. In the end, Abigail had severed her tendons, disfigured her, and all kinds of inhuman torture. Leting Abigail die like this would be too easy for

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Then, Abigail’s scream of fear and Shannon’s call stopped her hand.

“What?” Rita was furious and incredulous. “Are you asking me to pick it up?”

Lea said. “You threw it down, so you pick it up.”

“I refuse!” Rita gritted her teeth at Lea. “You and your little poor friend broke our things, which are worth tens of thousands of dollars. Can you afford to pay for them?”

She added, “You also hit me. I’ll report you to the school. You’re not getting into Conrad University.

Scram now.

“I’ll ask you one more time. Will you pick it up?” Lea ignored her ranting and asked again.

“You dare to mess with us? Just you wait-” Before Rita could finish, Lea yanked her towards the railing, pressing her head out of the railing.

Lea said coldly, “Will you go down and pick it up yourself, or should I throw

Rita exclaimed, “I won’t-”

you down?”

Lea applied more pressure, and half of Rita’s body was dangling in the air. Rita could feel the force. pulling her down, the wind whistling in her ears, a powerful pull drawing her downwards.

Rita shouted nervously, “Okay! I’ll pick it up! Don’t throw me…”

Satisfied with her response, Lea released her and threw her back onto the ground. Lea suddenly smelled something foul and looked down to see a wet stain spreading from under Rita’s skirt. She had wet herself.

Rita sobbed, mortified and desperate to disappear, but too scared to move.

“I don’t have time to waste. You have five minutes. Otherwise…” Lea looked down at her.

Rita glanced at her, immediately scrambled up, and headed down.

Abigail and Beatrice were left stunned. Just now, they really thought that Lea was going to throw Rita off.

It was about 33 feet high here. Falling from that height could be fatal. Even if not, it could cause severe injuries worse than death.

Abigail was different from her minions. Her vision and mental resilience were unmatched by them. But even she was scared.

Lea looked small, but she had moved with incredible speed and strength. They almost couldn’t see her clearly and had no idea where her power came from.

Looking at Lea wearing the same dress, Abigail’s hands involuntarily clenched her skirt, a flash of malice crossing her eyes.

Within ten minutes, Rita had retrieved Shannon’s admission notice.

“Here!” Rita, head bowed and back bent, held out the notice with both hands.

Lea only stared at her coldly.

Rita quickly turned and handed the notice to Shannon. “Sorry, here…”

Shannon glanced at her disdainfully, took her admission notice, dusted it off, and carefully placed it in her bag.

Abigail stepped forward with a smile. “Sorry, my friend is a bit impulsive. It was all a misunderstanding. We’ll all be classmates from now on.”

Shannon had been accepted, but she doubted whether this woman, wearing the same dress, could get into Conrad University.

Lea turned her gaze, coldly looking at Abigail. “Are you apologizing to me?”

Abigail’s expression showed a hint of embarrassment, then she looked at Lea innocently.

Abigail thought Lea didn’t understand she was just being polite. Here, no one deserved her apolog

“You should apologize to her.” Lea pointed at Shannon, her tone firm.

Abigail was shocked. Lea had just suggested they should wear matching dresses. It meant Lea wanted to outshine her.

Anger flared within Abigail. Lea intended to provoke her. The future would prove her intuition right.

Abigail glanced at her two friends, who were already dumbfounded and cowering like quails. She cursed silently, ‘Useless.

“Miss, I think you misunderstood. I was the one who was bumped. My bag fell, and my things. broke…” Abigail played the victim.

Her face quickly showed a mix of grievance and arrogance. “Shannon should apologize and compensate for my things.”

“Oh, really?” Lea’s smile was cold. “Should we check the surveillance footage to see who bumped into whom? You were standing three steps behind your friends. How could your bag be so easily

knocked dowen?

That was Abigails habit. To insiders, she seemed close to her classmates, but she always kept a distaner. They were just her lackeys

Abigail was stunned and unprised that Lea noticed this

Facing her gaze. Abigail felt like Lea had seen through her completely.

Rita and Beatrice, heads bowed, didn’t dare look up. It was true. They had purposely bumped into

Shannon.

As they walked by, they overheard Shannon’s call. She had been accepted. Judging by her clothes. they knew she was poor, so they decided to mess with her.

Abigail’s bag had fallen in the

process.

Scared, they knew Abigail’s cleanliness obsession meant she wouldn’t tolerate anyone touching her things and would blame them.

So, they blamed Shannon and bullied her.

Hearing Lea’s words, Beatrice glanced at Abigail.

She knew Abigail would force them to take the blame. But they didn’t dare resist or speak up.

Abigail became displeased when she was exposed.

“Miss, we’ve just met. Why are you so rude to me?” Abigail asked, eyes wet with feigned hurt.

Shannon was so frustrated. “Lea, let’s go to the school and check the surveillance footage.”