Tiffany wore a knowing smile as she surveyed the scene. The blockade was impressive. Several stern-looking, muscular bodyguards accompanied Wendy, along with two assistants who served her and held an umbrella for shade. The group effectively surrounded her.

Wendy sneered. "Last time in Traron City, I let you off because you had Richard backing you. But this time, if you dare to ruin my plans, you'll learn a lesson."

She had arrived at the audition brimming with confidence, convinced the role was hers. To her surprise, she was rejected. Remembering Oliver's impatient demeanor, she suspected Tiffany had slandered her.

Fueled by old and new grievances, Wendy raised her hand and commanded, "Go hold her down!"

"Understood!" The bodyguards responded, preparing for action.

Despite Wendy's public profile, they were alone. The Trujillo family's influence ensured any incident could be covered up, removing any hesitation about resorting to violence.

Tiffany chuckled, lazily glancing at them. "Is that all? It's hardly enough for practice."

Her arrogance was palpable. Without Wendy's command, several bodyguards grabbed Tiffany. Once restrained, Wendy could bully her with impunity.

However, as the lead bodyguard reached out, he was met with superior force. He looked up in shock, stammering, "You…"

Before him stood Tiffany, smiling gently. Her breathtaking beauty was captivating, yet her intense energy was unsettling and fearsome.

He tried to break free, but Tiffany tightened her grip. The sound of cracking bones echoed, accompanied by a cry of pain.

"Ah!" The bodyguard, three fingers hanging limply, stumbled back, falling to the ground.

The other bodyguards rushed forward, but one was kicked away, another punched down. Amidst cries of agony, the five burly bodyguards lay scattered, writhing in pain.

Tiffany stood confidently, her presence commanding. With a casual flick of her sleeve, she said, "Who's next? Is it you?"

"No…" Wendy stumbled back, terrified. This woman is truly terrifying! she thought.

Tiffany's strikes were lightning fast. Wendy could only watch helplessly as her bodyguards fell, defenseless against her blows.

Wendy stumbled back, her assistants trembling in fear. After a moment, she forced herself to say, "I—I won't cause you any trouble. You can leave…"

Leave? Tiffany smiled enigmatically. "Oh, that wouldn't do at all. How about this? I won't make things difficult for you. If you apologize, I'll forgive your foolishness. Fair enough?" (The inserted promotional text was removed.)

Hearing this, Wendy nearly gritted her teeth in frustration. Her bodyguards were battered, yet she was expected to apologize.

Wendy's expression darkened. "Absolutely not!"

Tiffany sighed. "Alright, I won't push you."

Wendy was taken aback by Tiffany's unexpected accommodation. As she breathed a sigh of relief, Tiffany casually continued, "If you won't, then I will, after all…," a mischievous glint in her eyes. "After all, forcing an apology is something I enjoy most."

Wendy was speechless. Is she a devil? she thought. Tiffany advanced, her fierce determination unmistakable.

A chill ran down Wendy's spine. "It was my mistake; I shouldn't have caused you trouble," she stammered, adding through gritted teeth, "I'm sorry…"

Tiffany seemed satisfied. "Alright, you can leave now."

Tiffany's dismissive tone fueled Wendy's anger, but she could do nothing. Defeated, Wendy left. Her bodyguards struggled to their feet, heading for a vehicle and then the hospital.

Tiffany glanced at the time. Instead of going home or to school, she decided to stop at Luna Villa. As she approached her car, a vehicle passed. Through the open window, she glimpsed a profile in the back seat—a beautiful young girl with a gentle, ethereal aura.

Tiffany froze. Her heart raced. Melody Princeton?

The girl was undoubtedly Melody. In her previous life, Kenneth had deeply loved Melody, along with Sandra. Melody had transferred to Lovell School, captivating many, including Kenneth. They had been deeply in love, but Melody had committed murder.

Kenneth had tried desperately to clear her name, but Melody suggested finding someone to take the blame. Kenneth, lovestruck, agreed.

Tiffany smiled mockingly. Kenneth had then found Tiffany and promised to marry her if she took the blame. She had agreed—and the tragedy began.

Melody would soon appear as a transfer student. Would she commit murder again? Would Kenneth take the blame again? Tiffany smirked. She had been foolish to agree to such a condition.

Melody's plan had been malicious. She was likely connected to Sandra; the Kelley family had fallen apart after Melody's imprisonment in the previous timeline. Only Sandra and Melody had laughed triumphantly amidst the Kelley family's misfortunes.

Tiffany's gaze grew cold. None of them would escape.