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Caroline grabbed another container from the side. After carefully coaxing the centipede into it, she snapped the lid shut
Glaring at the monstrous insect squirming inside the clear box, Caroline cursed inwardly.
That old hag is getting more and more vicious. I can’t believe she actually resorted to using venomous insects just to hurt me!
Her eyes shifted to the pile of clothes again, and a chilling thought crossed her mind.
Wait… what if there’s more than just this one?
Still clutching the stick, she shook out the rest of the clothes using the same method.
And sure enough, centipedes started crawling out–one after another.
Caroline just stood there, stunned by the crawling swarm now darting across her bed. Watching those things skitter across the sheets made her skin crawl–it triggered every bit of her fear of creepy crawlies.
It took her a long second to gather the courage before she started catching them.
Several centipedes had started crawling at once, so she went for the ones that were easiest to catch first.
She managed to trap two, but the rest slipped under the bed where she couldn’t reach them. With no other option, she smashed them with the stick.
“Ms. Caroline, have you finished changing?”
Hearing the voice outside her door, Caroline quickly scooped up the centipede corpses and shoved the container with the live ones into a hidden corner.
Then she opened the door and pointed to the dead centipedes on the floor. “Wren, care to explain this?”
Wren glanced at her, and for a split second, a flicker of disappointment flashed across her face.
She’d heard centipede bites were excruciating. So why did Caroline look completely fine?
Had she not been bitten?
What a waste. All her effort had gone down the drain.
Steadying herself, she scoffed, “Explain what? This room is spotless. Where would centipedes even come from?”
“I’d love to know too,” Caroline said, raising her voice deliberately as she heard footsteps approaching in the hallway. “They came crawling out of the clothes you brought me. Don’t act like you don’t know anything!”
Wren was just about to argue when a sharp voice cut in from behind, “What centipedes?”
Wren turned her head and looked toward Miguel, who was standing at the door. Her expression stiffened immediately. “It’s … it’s nothing. Just a few centipedes that somehow got into the house and crawled into
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She lowered her gaze to the centipede corpses on the floor, her face full of feigned guilt.
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So, in the end, it had to be Caroline who compromised.
While Wren was busy cooking in the kitchen, she slipped the now–harmless centipedes into Wren’s bed.
Caroline wasn’t the kind of person to hurt someone with poisonous insects–but doing nothing at all would’ve been hard to swallow.
After thinking it over, she decided the best thing to do was return them to their original owner. She would give Wren a taste of her own‘ medicine.
Every morning, once the rest of the Somerton family left for work, Wren always liked to crawl back into bed for a nap.
The moment she lifted her blanket later… she’d get a nasty shock.
Caroline really wished she could be there to see her turn pale from fright.
Unfortunately, she had work to do and wouldn’t be able to catch the show,
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After brushing her teeth and washing her face, she noticed the rest of the family was still asleep–except for Miguel, who was watering the plants on the balcony once again.
She slipped on her shoes and headed out the door.
When she returned to Galaxy Bay Residences with groceries, she had just entered the bathroom when her phone suddenly rang from the coffee table, where she’d left it.
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