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Avenging Angels

{Blurb} I would have to grovel to this family as long as they don't fire me. I would continue to suck up to them until I achieve my ultimate goal.  The destruction of the Bladderworts.  I would hide behind a mask of kind smiles, innocent looks, and vulnerability. I would use that mask to destroy each and every one of you who took away my childhood from me.  Your end is coming soon, Bladderworts.  You better watch your back.  I smirked and took a sip from the coffee as I took in a breath of the morning breeze.  ********************************** The warm smiles that were spilled on their faces will serve like masquerade disguise as they'll shake up the whole Bladderwort family.  The peace that once reigned within those cruelty shrieking castle walls was going to be cut bit by bit. Only one mission _ drag them back on the ground by destroying them. The Thornes had every reason to harbor terrifying hatred for the Bladderwort. The three girls were going to go through hell back and forth to acquire justice even if it requires committing every kind of sly sin. The Thorne sisters were going to take, break, destroy every single thing the Bladderwort worked for,  Watch as they wear a mask and plaster thick fabricated smiles on their faces and step into the lion's den bravely. Revenge like you've never seen it before. #Edited by @Aysel_Inara

QueenRani6 · Realista
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[CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED SIXTY SEVEN]

Previously on Avenging Angels

Rose goes back to the mansion for a short visit and she is welcomed with love by the girls. Miss Helda is saddened because she feels she couldn't protect Rosaline.

ONE HUNDRED SIXTY-SEVEN

I took a deep breath before I rapped my knuckles against the wooden door.

It took some minutes before I heard some shuffling from inside and the door was clicked open.

Then I met eyes with him. His dark, hollow orbs were staring right into me and it was like I had suddenly forgotten how to breathe.

It was like it had put a stop to my respiratory system and I had to clench my fist and feel my fingernails dig into my skin so I could feel some pain. 

Because everything was numb as I met eyes with the killer.

My father's lifeless eyes then came to mind. And all I could register was that the man standing in front of me killed my father.

Without remorse.

"Good afternoon!" I smiled brightly.