She’s Back, and Hell’s Coming with Her novel Chapter 182

She would get her revenge, double or nothing.

Sabrina would pay for making her look this pathetic—she’d make sure of it.

All around them, classmates had gathered in a loose ring, faces lit up with excitement.

Phones appeared in a flurry—no one wanted to miss recording this spectacle.

After all, when do you ever get to see a group of beautiful girls barking like dogs? The sheer absurdity of it was beyond words.

It was the kind of scandalous scene that would set the whole school abuzz.

The girls wasted no time with their task.

In less than half a minute, their humiliating chorus ended.

But even though it was over quickly, every face burned bright red. The shame dug in deep, something none of them would forget.

And now, with the barking ordeal behind them, a far worse punishment loomed—streaking.

“Alright, first round’s done. Time for the streak,” Sabrina said, her words floating lightly through the air.

That was it—their composure shattered.

Barking like dogs had already wrung out every ounce of courage they had. None dared to imagine what running naked across campus would feel like.

No one answered. Silence was the only reply.

Good.

Stella, watching from the crowd, thought to herself: There’s no way they’ll actually go through with it. Worst case, they’d just refuse.

If it were her, she’d rather break the rules than run naked. Some things were simply too much to bear.

She couldn’t help but wonder what had possessed these girls to make such a bet with Sabrina in the first place. They must’ve been so sure Sabrina would lose—saying yes without a second thought.

If the tables were turned and Sabrina had lost, she’d be the one facing their jeers and pressure.

Thinking about it that way, maybe they deserved what was coming.

Streaking.

The whole courtyard erupted. The guys started whistling and cheering, while the girls watched with gleeful curiosity.

The idea of the school’s “goddesses” having to streak? It was too wild to believe.

Saying it was easy. Doing it was another matter entirely.

Celine clenched her fists so tightly her knuckles went white. Her teeth ground together in anger.

Why should she be the only one to bear this humiliation? Why single her out to be the scapegoat?

If her parents ever found out, it would disgrace the whole Sutton family. She couldn’t—she wouldn’t—let that happen.

Suddenly, an idea flashed through her mind.

“Sabrina, are you really going to make me do this alone? Aren’t you afraid of embarrassing the Sutton family? Of dragging my parents’ good name through the mud?”

Sabrina clapped her hands together, amused despite herself.

Celine always knew how to find an excuse to wriggle out of trouble.

But this time, Sabrina wasn’t backing down.

“What’s that got to do with me? You brought this on yourself. Don’t drag everyone else into your mess.”

Then her gaze turned cold, her tone sharpening.

“If you don’t want to, that’s fine. We’ll stick to the original bet—everyone does it.”