A childlike, robotic voice echoed in Jasmine Sinclair’s mind: "The one waving is your best friend, Shannon Ashford, heiress to the Ashford Group. Next to her, the one with the long, wavy hair, is your other best friend, Ava Wallace, heiress to the Wallace Group. She just won the Golden Rose Award for Best Actress, becoming the youngest in history to hold the title."
As Jasmine Sinclair walked toward them, she subtly studied the two girls. One was sweet and cute, the other sexy and alluring. ’What a shame they’re both doomed villainesses.’ A wave of sorrow washed over her as she remembered their fates.
Compared to those two, the original Jasmine’s ending was actually pretty good. At least she was healthy, never had to worry about her next meal, and had a job she could work until she died. But these two had it much, much worse.
Shannon Ashford’s family was driven to bankruptcy by the male lead. Her father was forced to commit suicide by jumping off a building, and her brother died trying to save her. Then, the male lead handed her over to a dozen thugs to be assaulted. She finally died a miserable death on a cold, snowy night, watching the live broadcast of the male and female leads’ "wedding of the century" on the massive screen of a downtown skyscraper.
Ava Wallace’s fate was even more tragic. She was, in name, the male lead’s official girlfriend. In reality, he was just using her as a human shield, worried his enemies would go after the female lead he truly loved. Once she was no longer useful, he handed her over to a perverted old man to be abused, even filming the act and posting the video online. Overnight, her acting career was ruined, and she contracted a venereal disease. Then the male lead bankrupted her family. In the end, her organs were harvested before her body was thrown into the sea to be fed to the sharks. ’An actress of her caliber, ending up as shark food. What a waste.’
"Jasmine, over here! Come sit between us."
Shannon Ashford pulled Jasmine over, having her sit between her and Ava Wallace.
The moment she sat down, Jasmine’s gaze was fixed on Ava Wallace, who was seated to her right.
A red slip dress clung to Ava Wallace’s devilishly curvy figure. She had a stunning, sophisticated face, with sultry, bewitching eyes. Her slightly full red lips, in particular, gave her a unique kind of sex appeal.
’Looking at this bombshell, I have to admit, that damn Jessica Adler has good taste in characters,’ Jasmine thought. ’The leads, the supporting cast, even the villains she writes are all drop-dead gorgeous. If any of them were in the real-world entertainment industry, they’d cause an absolute sensation.’
’Too bad the damn system won’t let me get with girls. If it did, who’d even need a male lead? I’d take the heroine and all the female supporting characters for myself. Let all those scummy men go to hell.’
"Jasmine, I heard your parents brought that girl from the countryside back. She hasn’t been giving you trouble, has she? If she bullies you, you just tell me. I’ll teach her a lesson for you."
Shannon Ashford asked, linking her arm with Jasmine’s. Her face was full of concern, and her tone was fiercely protective.
’Even though she knew it was perfectly reasonable for the Sinclair family to bring back their biological daughter, she couldn’t stand the thought of her best friend getting hurt. If she ever found out that country girl dared to bully Jasmine, she would definitely stand up for her.’
Ava Wallace elegantly took a sip of her cocktail. "You don’t need to be afraid. Yes, she’s the biological daughter, but you’re the one who grew up in the Sinclair family. Your parents and two older brothers adore you. She won’t be able to threaten your position anytime soon. Still, you can’t let your guard down completely. Just be careful. And if you need help, tell us. No matter what you do, right or wrong, Shannon and I will always have your back."
A warmth spread through Jasmine’s chest as she listened to them. ’Is this what the friendship between villainesses is like?’
’We’ll always have your back, no matter what. Now *that’s* a true best friend. Not like that two-faced Rosalyn Sullivan, who’d claim to have your best interests at heart while secretly wanting to string you up from the city walls and flog your corpse.’
Jasmine smiled. "What’s with you two? I’ve just gained an older sister. That’s one more person to spoil me, not a new enemy. You don’t have to be so tense."
’Why do the real and fake heiresses always have to fight to the death? Can’t we just get along and be good sisters? It’s not like the Sinclair Family can’t afford to raise two daughters. What’s the point of all this fighting?’
Shannon shook her head, a helpless look on her face. "Oh, you’re just too naive. You see her as a sister, but she’s probably plotting how to kick you out of the Sinclair family."
"Anyway, enough about me," Jasmine said, changing the subject. "How are things between you and Wyatt Grant?"
’He’s a total scumbag. In the beginning, he relied on the Ashford family’s resources to build his business. Later, once he was successful, he not only kicked the Ashfords to the curb to keep all the profits for himself, but he also cheated on his fiancée, Shannon, by starting a twisted, abusive love affair with his enemy’s daughter.’
The moment Wyatt Grant’s name was mentioned, the smile vanished from Shannon Ashford’s face. After a moment of silence, she said sheepishly, "What can I say? It’s the same as always. I can barely get a moment with him, yet he has Renee Sullivan accompany him to business galas. People in the know are aware that she’s his enemy’s daughter. Anyone else would assume *she’s* his fiancée."
Jasmine had suffered through every one of Jessica Adler’s trashy novels, so of course she’d read *President Grant, Stop the Abuse, Your Wife’s Grave is Already Overgrown*. It was full of tired, old-school, abuse-filled romance tropes.
’Under the guise of revenge, he repeatedly raped the innocent, ’little white flower’ heroine. For a time, Wyatt Grant even imprisoned Renee Sullivan in his villa, keeping her as his personal plaything without even giving her clothes. It got so bad that Renee, desperate for something to wear, threw herself from a building and broke her leg just so she could get a hospital gown. Even though it was a lingerie-style version, it was better than being naked.’
’And what was even worse, that wasn’t enough for the bastard. He even made Renee Sullivan crawl on the floor and eat out of a dog bowl. It was utterly depraved.’
’Back when she first read those scenes, Jasmine had wished she could jump into the book and give him a taste of his own medicine. She’d strip him naked just like he did to the heroine, lock a dog collar around his neck, and whip him with a riding crop. Then she’d find a menopausal cleaning lady to rape him.’
’Sure, Renee’s father had a hand in the Grant Group’s bankruptcy, but the root cause was Wyatt’s own father’s mismanagement. And Wyatt got his revenge anyway! He drove the Sullivan Group to bankruptcy, forced Mr. Sullivan to commit suicide by jumping off a building, and even hired thugs to beat Renee’s brother into a vegetative state. Wasn’t that enough? Did he really have to force the man’s daughter to sleep with him every day? *That’s* his idea of revenge?’
’What kind of revenge is that? He was obviously just using ’revenge’ as an excuse to get into her pants. Fucking scumbag. Sick pervert.’
’If only there was a system that could make these scumbag CEOs transmigrate into the bodies of their ’little white flower’ heroines. Then they could get a taste of what it’s like to be locked in a dark room without any clothes, to be completely controlled, to be held down and raped day after day. Let’s see how they feel after being fucked so much they’re too sore to even get out of bed.’
"He wasn’t always like this," Shannon said, her voice trembling. "He used to be so good to me. He even took a knife for me once. It’s all because that bitch, Renee Sullivan, seduced him! She’s the one who made him this way. I’ll kill her! How dare she seduce my Wyatt!"
Shannon didn’t see Wyatt as the scumbag. In her eyes, it was all that "bitch" Renee Sullivan’s fault. If that woman hadn’t appeared at Wyatt’s side, he never would have gotten entangled with her just for the sake of revenge.