She’s Back, and Hell’s Coming with Her novel Chapter 151

They looked her up and down—she wasn’t exactly pretty, but there was a certain plain charm to her. Still, everything she wore screamed bargain bin, the kind of stuff you’d get in a clearance sale.

One word: broke.

The four girls closed in around her, boxing her in.

Giselle’s timid eyes darted between them, too afraid to speak. She was just an ordinary kid from an ordinary family, her natural shyness and insecurity making it impossible to meet the gazes of these girls—girls who radiated privilege and confidence.

She’d noticed them earlier, all four stepping out of Petersburg International Academy. Their designer clothes and polished looks said it all: old money, untouchable. She knew better than to get on their bad side.

“So, you’re Sabrina’s close friend?” Tiffany asked, her tone dripping with contempt.

With the way this country mouse was shaking, you’d think they were about to eat her alive.

Giselle’s nerves made it hard to answer. Back at her own school, things weren’t easy either. Some girls bullied her relentlessly—pouring water in her shoes, scribbling over her textbooks, freezing her out of every group.

She’d hoped Sabrina might be her lifeline, someone powerful to stand behind.

But looking at these girls now, she couldn’t tell if they were friend or foe. One wrong answer and she’d have even more trouble on her hands.

Elena watched Giselle’s shrinking posture with open disgust. Just looking at this pathetic mess for another second was almost unbearable. She reached out and patted Giselle’s cheek, her gaze bold and mocking.

“Relax a little! We’re not going to eat you,” Elena scoffed. “Just answer the questions. Tell us what your relationship with Sabrina is.”

Giselle looked around, realizing there was no way she could stand up to them. It was better to just play along. These girls were dangerous, and she was nobody. She had nothing to fight them with.

Without thinking, Giselle nodded again.

“What kind of stuff has she done? Her private life, anything scandalous?” Tiffany asked eagerly, leaning in.

Elena eyed Giselle, her expression darkening with suspicion. “If I catch you lying, you won’t like what happens next.”

Giselle nodded anxiously, her fear plain. She knew girls like this didn’t see people like her as even worth the trouble.

So she kept it brief, rattling off everything she knew about Sabrina, desperate to escape these girls and their gleaming, flawless lives—a contrast that only made her feel more worthless.

“Sabrina has a terrible temper—she’s always getting into fights. She started hanging out with the wrong crowd, even got involved with married men and was confronted by their wives. There were rumors she was assaulted, that she got pregnant and had an abortion…”