Out Of The Shadows Tilda’s Brilliant Second Life novel Chapter 447

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Chapter 447 The Trap is Set

As soon as Tilda stepped out of the restroom, she saw Andy waiting by the door.

He leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, his blue eyes deep as the ocean, with a playful glint in them.

When he noticed Tilda, he ran a hand through his blond hair, lips curving into a teasing smile. “So, how did it go?” he asked.

“Easier than I thought,” Tilda replied.

Andy chuckled. “The fish has already taken the bait. Now we just wait for the right time to reel it

in.”

Tilda’s mind was already racing. How could she use Megan

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With Megan’s family in financial trouble, this was the perfect chance.

“Sometimes I almost feel sorry for the Jensons,” Andy said, grinning. “They picked a fight with the Queen. When they finally learn the truth, it’ll be hilarious.”

“They don’t deserve pity,” Tilda answered coldly.

“They brought this on themselves. If they treasure Kyla so much, they should have known this day would come. I’m just pushing it forward a little faster.”

There was no hesitation in her voice.

When it came to this plan, Tilda didn’t have the slightest doubt.

This was the debt the Jensons owed her.

Andy waved a hand. “Relax, don’t take my words so seriously. Come on. Tilda. Dinner’s already being served. Let’s eat before it gets cold.”

“Sure, payback feels great. But you and Una just got off a long flight. You must be starving. Eat and drink first–full stomachs make everything easier.

“We still need to keep up our strength if we’re going to enjoy ourselves in Jeselton,” he added with a grin.

Tilda stepped forward, tapped Andy’s check lightly with her toe, and smiled brightly. “You win, Andy. I’ll listen to you.”

Yes–getting revenge was important. But it could never come before the people she had finally

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found again, the friends who truly mattered to her.

They were her true family.

Compared to them, the Jensons would always come second.

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At the same time, not far from the restaurant, a luxury hotel rose above Jeselton’s movie town.

On the 40th floor, a man lay in bed, drenched in sweat, his face twisted in pain.

It was Darell, the nation’s beloved best actor, known for his cold and untouchable personality.

He had been living in Jeselton’s movie town for months, locked away with the crew. He rejected every endorsement deal and reality show, focusing only on his new movie.

His only goal was to finish this new film and win the Best Actor award again, climbing to a peak no one had ever reached before.

He was not even thirty, yet he already held two Best Actor trophies.

Darell wanted to silence the rumors–that he had coasted on his looks, relied on dumb luck, or used his family power to take the prize.

He wanted his fans to feel proud deep in their hearts, proud of the idol they had chosen.

I’ve been stuck in this fire for two weeks now. I searched everywhere–there’s no way out. It feels like an abandoned warehouse.

If I could just lie down and wait until morning like usual, I’d wake up fine. Tomorrow’s the last day for the filming: I can’t let myself slip or wake up tired.

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