“I think you need a taste of your own medicine.”


    “Debbie, what exactly do you want?” Megan shouted.


    Ignoring her yelling, Debbie sneered and silently opened the fridge.


    There were some eggs in there.


    She got a bowl from the cupboard. Then, standing in front of the fridge, she began to crack the eggs


    into the bowl.


    An ominous feeling rose in Megan’s heart. She asked in a shaky voice.


    “I want to know…what are you doing?”


    “You’ll see.” Debbie turned around to look at her. The yful look in her eyes was already reced by


    coldness and resentment.


    After cracking seven eggs, Debbie finally stopped as the bowl was almost full.


    She closed the fridge door and carried the bowl to the dining room. As she put the bowl on the table,


    she said, “Megan, I made this for you


    Drink up!”


    ‘Drink…raw eggs?’ “Why?” Megan protested.


    “It’s obvious, isn’t it?” Debbie crossed her arms.


    “On the night of my concert, who got those people to throw eggs at me? Huh? Don’t tell me you don’t


    know! Need proof?” Not waiting for her response, Debbie pulled out her cellphone from her pocket. As


    she observed the flustered look on Megan’s face, she found a video on her phone and yed it for the


    flustered pair of women.


    On the video, a couple people, a guy and girl, fell to their knees and pleaded, “Please let us go. Megan


    paid us. Megan…um…Megan. She asked us to get some people to throw eggs at Debbie. She said


    she would pay each of us ten big ones. I just needed the money..


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    Megan’s face went pale all of a sudden.


    “Bullshit! That wasn’t me. You trying to frame me? That’s Low even for you!”


    “Frame you?” Debbie put her phone away.


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    “You’re the expert. You should know. I’m not asking for much. Just drink what’s in this bowl, or…”


    Debbie looked at her with threatening eyes as she pulled out a knife from the other pocket and ced it


    on the table.


    “Or things get a little rough.”


    At this point, even Stephanie began to lose herposure when she saw the knife, her eyes full of


    fear. ‘What the hell? Is she psycho?


    In a panic, she hurried back to the living room and took her phone from her handbag. She was going to


    call Carlos for help.


    Debbie understood what Stephanie was going to do.


    “Go ahead. Call


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