Girl's Doomsday Rebirth Revenge & Survive novel Chapter 523

**Chapter 523: The Hideous Leader**

The woman standing before Caroline was a sight that could rival the most grotesque manifestations of power, as if the very essence of the phrase “Ugliness Is a Weapon” had taken a physical form. Yet, despite her repulsive features, she adorned herself with an extravagant array of jewels, transforming her into a moving treasure chest.

Every inch of her was a canvas for opulence; her wrists were encircled with shimmering gold, while silver snaked around her arms like serpents. Crystals caught the light at every angle, sending refracted rainbows dancing across the room. Deep-red stones sparkled like drops of blood under the sun, and rare green gems glimmered with an allure that resembled polished glass.

Caroline felt a surge of fascination twist her heart, a hunger that was both thrilling and disconcerting. The sheer display of wealth was intoxicating. But what truly sent her excitement soaring was the sudden, almost electric tremor emanating from her storage space. Even from across the room, the jewels seemed to awaken a dormant power within her, stirring her senses like a long-forgotten memory bubbling to the surface.

In that fleeting moment, the woman’s hideousness faded from Caroline’s mind, overshadowed entirely by the allure of the jewels. She appeared far more captivating than her handsome husband and even Wilbur, combined.

With a warm, enthusiastic smile, Caroline stepped closer, her voice dripping with cordiality. “Ma’am, hello! I’m Alger, sent here by the military. It’s truly a pleasure to meet you.”

The woman, with great effort, pried her tiny, slit-like eye open wider and shuffled forward, her nearly 400-pound frame moving with surprising determination. She extended her hand, reaching out as if to bridge the chasm between them.

Just as her fingertips were a mere couple of inches from Caroline’s, a sharp voice sliced through the air like a knife. “Stop right there!”

Caroline raised an eyebrow, her heart racing as she halted mid-motion. The woman’s hand hovered tantalizingly close, and a wave of frustration washed over her. Two inches—just two inches separated her from the ability to siphon the energy from those precious jewels.

Yet, she understood the need for patience. The atmosphere in the room was charged with tension as everyone sized each other up, their eyes darting like wary animals in the wild.

With a calm demeanor, she maintained her relaxed smile. “Is something the matter? There’s one of me and four of you. Do you really think I would pose any threat? The military sent me because I’m young and female. They believed I’d be easier to work with. This is their way of extending a hand of trust to you.”

Her voice brimmed with genuine warmth, and her smile radiated sincerity. She regarded the heavy woman as if she were studying a priceless artifact, each detail worthy of admiration.

As her words hung in the air, the room fell into an oppressive silence. Even the woman, who had dared to reach for Caroline, took a step back, her face betraying uncertainty.

Wilbur narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing Caroline with an intensity that made her heart race.

“You seem like someone who’s trying a bit too hard,” he remarked, his tone laced with skepticism. “That often means there’s something hidden beneath the surface.”

Windsor had already descended the stairs, ensuring that no one else would intrude upon this precarious meeting. Even the handsome middle-aged man instinctively positioned himself between his wife and Caroline, raising his arms protectively.

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