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Fine, Make Me Your Villainess

Layla had always been a kind woman who went out of her way to make others happy and succeeded while sacrificing her own. She gave everything she had achieved all through her life to ensure the happiness of those she loved. But she never imagined that the individuals she had once made her world would be the one responsible for her demise. When her role ended, they tossed her aside as if she were nothing. While waiting for her death in that cold cell, all she could think of was revenge. Her ex-friend did came to see her, but rather to mock her. So overcome by hatred, she plunged her sharp hairpin into her ex-friend's heart. "Fine, make me your villainess". That's when her wish was heard as she woke up in her 11-year-old self's body. With a fresh start and a new existence, she will this time act like a real villain to achieve her dream and her revenge. _______________________________________ * This is a slow burn story. A lots of events will happen before she gets her ultimate revenge. *Upload Schedule : Monday, Wednesday and Friday ______________________________________ Connect With Me- Instagram ID- @ava_skylar95 Discord ID- Ava_Skyler#9266

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Looming Danger

Maybe she should pay him a visit. Layla smirked as she thought to herself.

The hallway fell silent as the maid's footsteps faded away. She turned and resumed her walk after she was certain they had left.

Even if her strategy didn't go as she had hoped, it still turned out well for her. Being fired without any letter of recommendation was something worse than being beaten. Someone would be unable to work in any other noble household if they were fired without a letter of recommendation. And the majority of the servants come from a poor background and that too without any internal connections, thus they will want that letter for their subsequent employment. If not they wouldn't be able to get in any other mansions. And that was worse than a death sentence.

Layla picked up her pace. More than watching her enemy fall, she needed some answer from him.