Out of the Shadows: Tilda’s Brilliant Second Life
Chapter 182 Table Turns
Rebecca no longer cares about the video or her dignity.
Demoness! Tilda is a demoness in human disguise. An evil walks the earth. How else could anyone explain her terrifying skills, her actions, and her total lack of mercy?
Rebecca was eaten up with regret. If she’d known how dangerous Tilda was, she would never have tried to help Kyla and make Tilda her enemy. Now, she was the one paying the price.
While Tilda was busy dealing with Vania, Rebecca tried to escape. She knew if she fell into Tilda’s hands again, she would suffer tragic consequences. But, to her surprise, Tilda didn’t chase after her. Tilda saw her as a dying rat, struggling for one last breath.
Rebecca stumbled to her feet and hurried away. She was almost out of sight when Tilda suddenly called after her, “Oh no, time’s almost up. That video is probably uploading to the internet right now. I can’t wait to see your dad’s and Daphne’s faces when they see it. I bet their reactions will be priceless.”
Those words trapped Rebecca like some invisible thread. Her heart sank. It didn’t matter if she ran. That damning video was still in Tilda’s hands. As long as Tilda held onto it, Rebecca would never have a peaceful life. If she were kicked out of her house, losing her privileged lifestyle would be the least of her worries. If Jude decided to take things further, she could end up as shark food.
Rebecca scrambled back to Tilda, falling to her knees and crying. “Tilda, I–I know I was wrong! I swear, I’ll never do it again. Please, please, just let me go this once. I’ll never mess with you again, I promise!”
Tilda’s stare was as icy as ice. “Never again? I don’t believe that. Rebecca, I’ve actually been pretty kind to you. I could have posted that video of you all over the internet, but I didn’t. And what did you do in return? You didn’t even say hi when we ran into each other in another city. Instead, you had people follow me, try to film me, and then try to hurt me. What? You wouldn’t do it again? ‘Never again‘ is not enough. You’d do it again if you had the chance!”
Tilda glared at Rebecca with contempt. “And by the way, that’s not how you beg for forgiveness. You’d better beg me properly.”
With that, Tilda kicked Rebecca’s knees. Pain shot through Rebecca’s legs. Before she knew it, she dropped onto both knees and collapsed before Tilda. She shook with fear, tears, and snot streaking her face–reduced to a total mess. All her pride and dignity as the heiress had completely vanished. Right now, she was nothing more than a pitiful wreck.
“Please, Tilda,” Rebecca sobbed, “please don’t post that video. If you do, my life is over. I’ll do anything; just don’t let your friends share it online.”
Rebecca realized she was caught in Tilda’s web, leaving her with no way out. Desperate, she gripped Tilda’s leg, begging and pleading.
Tilda glanced at her shoes and said coldly, “You got my shoes dirty when I was dealing with your friend. Clean them. With your tongue.”
Rebecca stared, frozen. She couldn’t believe what she just heard.
Tilda’s eyes turned icy. “What? Don’t want to? Fine, I’ll just post the video now.”
“No! I’ll do it! I’ll do it!” Rebecca cut her off, choosing her good life over any shred of dignity.
Without hesitating, she actually started licking Tilda’s shoes. Tilda couldn’t help but laugh, mocking her. She pulled out her phone and recorded the whole ridiculous scene. Tilda even added playfully, “Wow, Rebecca, you really have no dignity left, do you?”
In the face of Tilda’s humiliation, Rebecca had no fight left in her. All she wanted now was to escape from Tilda, the demoness who had turned her life upside down. “Tilda, I did what you asked. I cleaned your shoes. Please, I’m begging you, just let me go,” Rebecca pleaded, her voice shaking.
Tilda gave a little smile. “Alright. I won’t post the video of you crawling and barking like a dog.”
“Really?” For a moment, hope lit up in Rebecca’s eyes. That meant she could still survive this. She wouldn’t be kicked out by her family. So what if she’d licked Tilda’s shoes? Compared to losing everything, it was nothing.
But as Rebecca tried to catch her breath, Tilda pulled out her phone, tapped a few times, and–with hardly any effort–sent the new video of Rebecca licking her shoes straight to her parents. For Tilda, the top hacker on the dark web, sending that video using a fake number and getting their contact info was easy.
Chapter 182 Table Turns
Tilda slid her phone back in her pocket and walked away. She hummed a little tune, ignoring Rebecca. She was in ignorant bliss, believing she was finally free of this nightmare.
Tilda didn’t feel the slightest bit guilty. In fact, she felt a sharp thrill of revenge.
Rebecca, you’re only getting what you deserve. You’re tasting your own medicine.
Tilda could remember, all too clearly, every horrible thing Rebecca had done to her in the past. One memory stood out: Rebecca had once tricked her at a party, saying her parents wanted her to dance on stage. Tilda had believed her and gone up on stage. It turned out to be a prank; someone dumped a whole bucket of fake blood on her.
The whole room had burst out laughing. Tilda had never been so embarrassed in her life. Now, the tables had finally turned.