Chapter 35

Megan sat in the last row by the back door.

As soon as the teacher turned to write on the board, she slipped out of the classroom without a sound.

She didn't drive today-left her car at school on purpose because Tristan's car had a tracker. No way she'd risk it.

Ever since her rebirth, her goal was clear-put Molly and Wyatt behind bars, and make them pay.

She'd already planted the tracker on Molly's phone. Now, it was Wyatt's turn.

So here she was, heading to the hospital to get the job done.

The cab pulied up at the entrance of Benevita Hospital's inpatient building.

Wearing a baseball cap, mask, and sunglasses, Megan slung her backpack over her shoulder and walked in.

She made her way up to the tenth floor-Benevita Hospital-and quietly slipped into a janitor's closet.

She changed into a nurse's uniform, put on the cap and mask, grabbed the syringe she'd prepped, and walked into the nurses' station.

One nurse was busy preparing meds for Wyatt, getting stuff ready for a dressing change.

"I'll handle it," Megan said.

The nurse blinked, "I haven't seen you before?"

"Just got assigned here. Intern," Megan replied calmly.

The nurse remembered there was a new batch starting today. Plus, she needed the bathroom anyway."Alright, help me out. Room 3-Wyatt Reid." "Got it."

As the nurse dashed off, Megan casually injected a heavy sedative into the antibiotic vial, then pushed the medical cart out.

Room 3 was a private suite-Wyatt was the only patient there.

He looked up as she walked in. "Some kind of checkup?"

"Just changing the dressing," she replied, altering her voice a little.

He didn't question it, eyes glued to his phone.

She swapped out the empty bottle for the full one and tidied up the medical trash.

Moments later, Wyatt slumped over,unconscious.

Megan darted to his bedside, grabbed his phone, and began installing the tracking software.

Done in under a minute.

She rebooted the phone and reopened the last page he'd been browsing.

Gross. Dude was checking out adult sites.

Staring at that face she couldn't stand, she really wanted to give him a dose of air and send him to hell. But that wasn't her way-revenge wasn't about becoming a monster like them.

She pushed the cart out without looking back.

Back in the janitor's closet, she grabbed her backpack and left the tenth floor.

She changed out of the nurse uniform in a women's restroom, then walked out of the hospital like nothing happened.

Once back at Meridian University, she opened her laptop inside her car, hacked into Benevita Hospital's surveillance system, and edited herself out of the video footage.

Just to be extra careful, she also put up a firewall so tough even that so-called "God of Hackers" couldn't crack it. Meanwhile, in a computer science class, a guy suddenly sneezed.

He frowned, feeling something was off. Probably that idiot BlackWing making jokes about him again.

When the bell rang, he packed up his laptop, notes, and a blinged-out Boheme Royal fountain pen, then got ready to leave.

A girl with a sweet face blocked his way. She blushed, nervously handing him a box of chocolates. "Hi, uh.Samuel,1.I made these."

As we all know, Samuel was the heir of the Lewis family. He is not only rich but also handsome.

Samuel looked annoyed. "I'vegot a toothachehe said flatly.

Stepping past her, he walked straight out of the classroom.

The girl's face crumpled, like she was about to cry.The guy next to her tried to comfort her, "Girl, you're not alone.Samuel turns down over ten girls a day. Don't take it too hard."

Another guy chuckled, "Maybe he's not into girls?"

The girl froze. "Wait.does that mean he likes guys?"

Meanwhile, Megan was hurrying to the first lecture hall for her photo-editing class.

Cries of pain echoed from the nearby grove.

As she got closer, she recognized the person being beaten-wasn't that the glasses guy who helped her livestream yesterday?

He was being kicked around by the same three guys who got beat up yesterday.

Failing to get back at her, they chose an easy target to let off steam. Really classy.

"Hey! Cowards!"

The three froze and looked her way.

Megan had striking features, long black hair flowing down her back, and carried herself with an icy elegance.

Suddenly,a bleached-blond punk pufled a fruit knife from his pocket, eyes bloodshot and full of rage. "You damn b°tch! You ruined my family's business! I'm gonna end you today!"

Knife raised, he charged at her.

Megan's narrow fox-like eyes narrowed, dark pupils locking onto the glint of the incoming blade.

She calmly reached into the side pocket of her backpack and, in one smooth motion, flung something toward him.

A sharp "awoo!" rang out mid-air, and the next second, a steel dart shot from the object, hitting the bleached-blond punk square in the neck.

His knees buckled, and with a thud, he collapsed and passed out cold.

The object landed precisely on the ground, then turned toward Megan and trotted over with stiff little steps.

"Scared Nova needs a hug! Pretty lady, hold me-awoo~~"

Megan picked it up by the scruff, clearly unimpressed, and shoved it back in her bag's side pocket.

A robotic wolf howling but acting like a scared puppy? Seriously?

Useless thing was all bark and no bite.

Nova was the robot dog Tristan had given her last night.

That dart just now? Yep-came right out of its mouth.

"Oops, not sure if that dart's got any nasty viruses like HIV onMegan said,poutng at the two other boys beside the glasses guy. "Wanna give it a try yourselves?"

The other two boys stood frozen, still trying to make sense of what had happened. They couldn't tell what took bleached-blond punk down, but it was obvious that freaky talking dog had something to do with it.

They were on the verge of tears. They hadn't thought bleached-blond punk would go full psycho and try to kill Megan!

All they wanted was to vent a little-no one actually planned on committing murder!

Especially not against Tristan's woman.

The two boys' knees started to bend as if about to kneel.

"Huh!" Megan scoffed coldly. "Keep your knees. I'm not interested in your groveling."

A creepy smile curled on her lips as she crouched and picked up the fruit knife, twirling it between her fingers.

Then, without flinching, she used the bladeto flip bleached-blond punk's right hand face-up, the one he'd been holding the knife with earlier, and drove the knife straight through-clean through his palm.

Blood spattered onto her pale face, making her look wild and strangely enchanting.

Bleached-blond punk didn't move, lying there like a dead mutt.

Megan slowly stood up, pulled out a wet wipe to clean her hands, then used a compact mirror to wipe off the blood from her face.

Humming a cheerful tune, she whipped out her phone and made a call.

The second the line connected, her expression flipped, voice trembling, "Hi, I'm Megan Shaw,a student at Meridian University. Someone just tried to kill me. I'm really scared. Can you come quickly? I'm behind the first lecture hall, in the little grove."

Glasses Guy:"......"

The two boys:"......"

Finally figured it out-Nova's totally a mini version of its owner. They're basically two of a kind.