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"SPOILED GIRL" SEASON 4, EPISODE 74"


SPOILED GIRL

Season 4

Episode 74

(You are going to die )


"She?" Apathy washed over Tina's face, as she looked completely unmoved by Leona, like she was insignificant and unworthy of Tina's time.


When Leona noticed that Mark had called his bodyguards on her, she went berserk. She pounced on the car and starting slapping on the windshield. Her eyes flashed with anger and she screamed, "Tina, don't you hate Emily?


How about we work together towards a common goal? We can work together to kill that bitch. What do you say?"


Before she could get an answer from Tina, Mark pulled her away from the car, as he didn't want her to touch Tina with her filthy hands. "Get out of the way," Mark ordered.


Tina was amused by her conviction and answered, "Why did you think that I would accept your offer? Oh, I see. Emily put you up to this, didn't she? You piece of shit! Why would I even work with a loser like you?"



Moreover, Tina didn't get enough from her game. She didn't want Emily dead now.


"As long as Emily dies, I will do anything you ask of me. We have the same enemy, don't we?" asked Leona. Leona was acting out of pure desperation, otherwise she wouldn't have come to Tina to humiliate herself. Tina was the only person left for Leona to hold on to.


"You want to be my weapon for killing Emily?" Tina sneered at Leona and continued, "But you are not worthy."


Having been scorned and mocked by the proud woman with the same face as Emily's, Leona lost her patience and went off her trolley eventually. A burning animosity developed in her eyes as she glared at Tina.


"Emily! Go to hell! You bitch!" Leona yelled.



With a sudden pounce, Leona growled and her hands fastened on Tina's throat. Leona stretched out her right hand, covered in sewage sludge and went for Tina's pretty face with her long nails.


In a tempestuous outburst of rage, all the dormant strength in Leona's body broke out, and her movements were too quick for even Mark to anticipate. By the time when Mark got to Leona, she had already established a few shocking lacerations of Tina's face.


Mark kicked Leona away as fast as he could.


This time Mark threw his body weight behind his kick and ploughed into her stomach, sending her a rolling a few meters to the ground. Pain erupted from the point of impact, as blood pooled into her mouth and dripped from both nostrils.


"Tina! Are you all right?" Mark anxiously checked the scratches on Tina's face. He took out his handkerchief to clean her wounds gently and asked, "Does it hurt? Let me take you to the hospital."


Every fiber of his being wanted Leona dead. 'How dare that bitch hurt my Tina!' he cursed furiously.


"My face!" Tina cried out. In the grip of panic, Tina desperately ran to find a mirror as fast as she could. When Tina saw the scratch marks, her face contorted with venomous outburst. Her breath came in short gasps and she managed to squeeze out a few words from mouth, "You Bitch! Look what you did! You're going to die!"


Who knows how many cosmetic surgeries Tina has had to go through for this face! ..


Mark came to comfort her at once, and gently said, "Take it easy. Everything will be fine. I will take you to see the best doctors. They will take care of these scars, trust me. You will be as beautiful as always."


"If this leaves a scar on my face, I'm going to rip that bitch's face off!" Tina shouted.


"Okay! You can do anything you want to this woman, but we need to go to the hospital first," Mark said.



Tina finally calmed down but her anger didn't disappear from her face just yet.


Her sights were fixed on Leona who had been subdued by the bodyguards. Tina wanted to sink her nails into Leona's face and tear it to shreds.


Leona laughed arrogantly while she spat blood from her mouth. She had completely lost her mind, all the while thinking that she had scratched Emily's face.


"Ha Ha Ha, Emily! You know what? I have AIDS. And soon you will too. Surprise! Ha Ha Ha..." Leona exclaimed.


Both Tina and Mark froze at the same time.


"What did you say?" Mark felt like someone had set fire to his insides.


"I said I have AIDS. Did you hear what I've said? I want all of you to have it too. All of you!" Leona yelled.



Mark saw red as he could no longer keep his anger at bay. The next moment his fists were slamming into her face and she sunk to her stomach. Even if he had beaten this woman to death, no amount of her blood would be enough to extinguish the flames of his fury.


With his own two hands, Mark grasped her head and brought his knee cap up to her nose. There was blood everywhere. He drew his fist back again and drove it into her stomach. He continued battering until Leona fell to the floor, writhing about in agony.


Finally, Tina's voice broke his trance, "Mark! What are you doing? I need to go to hospital! Right now!"


"You'll be fine. You'll be fine," said Mark. By then, even Mark wasn't sure whether he was comforting Tina or himself. He left Leona to die there and got into the car immediately. Soon, they were on their way to the hospital.


While Leona lay on the ground, squirming like a dying fish.



"Teach her a good lesson and then get rid of her," said one bodyguard to the others. .


...


In Tyrone Mansion.


The last time Emily came here to pick up Beryl she didn't have a good look around the place. However, on this occasion she had ample time to observe the place properly.


When she slowed down to look around, Emily noticed that everything was in the same place, just as she remembered it from years ago. Every memory from their previous life was still fresh on her mind.




It was as if everything had happened just yesterday.


"Mommy!" Beryl was happy to come out and meet her mommy. The two elderly housekeepers braided her hair, which made Beryl look adorable. Beryl continued, "Are you here to take me home?"



"Yes," Emily answered and nodded. From the looks of it, Beryl still wanted to stay at Jacob's place, but Emily insisted, "It's not our home, my dear. You can't stay here forever, you know?"


The old housekeepers and the maid looked at each other with disappointment. 'Miss Beryl is going back home now? But she just got here a few days ago, ' they thought. What they really wanted to say was, "Please, let Beryl stay a little longer".


However, as much as they would like to say that, they didn't dare to speak out of place. After all, they didn't want to leave a bad impression on Jacob.


'What are you waiting for, Mr. Jacob? Why aren't you trying to make your wife and daughter stay here with you?' the old housekeepers wondered.


They became so anxious that they almost spoke out those words for Jacob.


"All right!" Beryl answered, looking a little upset. She looked up at Jacob, who was standing next to her, and reached out her little hand to hold his thumb. "Thank you, cute uncle. And..."



Beryl turned around to bow to the housekeepers and the other maids, and continued, "Thanks to all of you. Now I need to go home with mommy. You are welcome to come and visit me anytime."
The housekeepers and the maids froze up.


'Wait, what, what did she call Mr. Jacob?'


'Cute uncle?'


'So, Beryl is not Mr. Jacob's daughter? Oh, that makes sense.'


They all felt sorry for Jacob, and then turned around to look at Emily. 'Mr. Jacob loved Miss Emily so much, even the woman he likes now looks exactly like Miss Emily. He even took this woman's daughter as his own.'


While they were lost in thoughts, a noise coming from outside drew their attention away. It sounded like the voice of a woman.



"Why won't you let me in? I'm Jennifer Jiang! I'm looking for Jacob!"


"Miss Jiang, you are not allowed to be here!"


"I'm not allowed? What the hell are you talking about? Don't you know who I am? Now let me in!"



Emily curiously walked towards the commotion and found that Jennifer, who was in a mess, forced herself into the house. All of a sudden, the two women locked gazes and the air around them intensified. War was about to break out.

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