Deadly Plan: How Will I Survive?

Linda was fixated on ruining the luck I had just regained, furiously tapping away at her phone with a fierce expression.

But her bad mood didn’t last long. Whatever was said on the other end of the conversation, it transformed her face from anger to cold calculation.

As I wondered if she had been given new instructions to plot against me, she broke the silence, “Yasmine, are you still wearing that jade pendant I gave you?”

Ah, so that was her angle!

I recalled how Sherwood had extracted the Parasitic Insect from the pendant. The memory sent shivers down my spine.

Trying to maintain my composure, I pinched my thigh to avoid reacting and then pulled the pendant from under my shirt, joking.

“Of course I am. You’re not planning to take it back, are you?”

“Of course not.”

Linda replied, clearly relieved. She walked over and sat next to me, holding my arm affectionately.

“I got this jade pendant especially for you. It’s meant to bring you good luck. You should keep wearing it.”

Ha, nice try.

It seemed that she wanted to do something with the Parasitic Insect.

Gratitude flooded me for Sherwood’s quick action in dealing with the pendant. Without him, that cursed insect might already be inside me.

“Is it so magical?”

I smiled sincerely, suppressing my disgust, and handed the pendant to Linda.

“Actually, I think you need it more than I do. You’ve had a run of bad luck lately. Maybe it will help you.”

It was not possible for it to turn around her luck.

There was no way I was going to repay evil with kindness. Linda needed to feel the consequences of her actions.

Linda looked taken aback by my quick move. She had no time to refuse.

The moment I placed the pendant in her hand, she recoiled as if it were a hot coal, flinging it away and jumping up from the bed in horror.

Up until that moment, I had harbored a sliver of hope that Linda might not be fully aware of the evil behind the jade pendant.

But her reaction confirmed that she knew everything.

She had been willing to drain my luck and let the Parasitic Insect slowly bleed me dry.

My hands clenched into fists, but surprisingly, my anger gave way to a cold calm. I raised an eyebrow and asked, “Linda, what’s wrong?”

"Nothing... nothing."

she stammered, her eyes wide and fixed on her palm, as if checking for any sign of the insect. Slowly, her face regained some color.

Trying to sound natural, she said, “I got this for you. It only works if you wear it.”

"I see."

I casually picked up the pendant and toyed with it, watching Linda’s reaction.

“Maybe I’ll get one for you sometime, so you won’t keep making mistakes and blaming your bad luck.”

Linda was speechless.

Linda didn't seem to expect that I would hit her sore spot so bluntly, but she needed me to change her luck urgently, so she couldn't get angry. She just said coldly, “Garret will be here soon. Let’s get ready to go.”

“Sure.”

I agreed easily, checking my phone. “What a coincidence, my cousin’s coming too. Why don’t we all have dinner together?”

Linda, preoccupied with her schemes to improve her luck, barely registered my words. She agreed without hesitation, “Alright, let’s go out first. Your cousin can meet us there.”