The Scumbag's Regret: My Lethal Comeback

Chapter 8

Word Count: 747 | Released on: 12/05/2026

. The crystal chimes above rang sharply. Several wealthy wom

p club makeup clashed violently with th

away what looked like a lost, D-list trash bag. But when he m

tor. In all his years in Hollywood, Tony had only seen t

arina to a plush leather chair in the VIP room. "Ma

mirror, her voice hard as iron. "Cut all this dis

pe is perfect for these long waves! Cutting it sh

a cold look through the mirror. "I want effici

picked up his shears. With the first brutal snip,

focating layer of vanity and weakness lift fro

a asked Tony for a full bottle of heavy-duty

eness. Staring into the mirror, she scrubbed violently at the t

ng in physical pain. "Ma'am, please! Be

ined a muddy, toxic brown. Then, she turned on the fauce

ng down her pale skin, Tony sucked in a sharp

rrifying work of art. Her bone structure was supreme. Her

n striking, cold features with cheap makeup just

our previous makeup artist blind?

the familiar yet strange face in the mirror. A satisfie

arefully blew dry her hair-a sleek, obsidian-

like they could dissect a soul. She radiated the

asterpiece of my career," Tony whi

h from her wallet, slapped it onto the counter w

ew look, the whispers in the main lobby died in

e a picture, assuming a legendary supe

night wind of Los Angeles whipped through her

ge bag into the bedroom. She ruthlessly shoved every neo

few simple black windbreakers, cargo pants, and

into a massive outdoor hiking backpack,

at the neon lights. Her eyes were sharp

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“When Karina opened her eyes, she had transmigrated from a blood-soaked war zone into the body of a despised, D-list Hollywood "vase." Before she could even process the glaring lights, the lead actress went entirely off-script, swinging a vicious slap right at her face. Karina's muscle memory took over, nearly crushing the woman's wrist in a steel grip, but a much harsher reality was waiting for her back home. The original owner had maxed out every credit card to buy a Ferrari and Rolexes for a scumbag idol named Kole, leaving Karina buried under a staggering three million dollar debt. To make matters worse, Kole and the lead actress were teaming up as the main couple on a hit wilderness dating show. Her agent told her she was contractually obligated to join the cast as their pathetic, obsessed ex-girlfriend, while millions of rabid fans spammed death threats online, waiting to watch her cry and break. To a warlord who had crawled out of mass graves, this cyberbullying was a joke, but the crushing capitalist debt was a real threat. "I'd like to see how hard the bones of these greenhouse flowers really are." Karina chopped off her cheap blonde hair, scrubbed off the hideous makeup to reveal a lethal, flawless face, and packed her tactical survival gear. If they wanted to use her as a stepping stone, she was going to show them what a real massacre looked like-while a certain untouchable A-list actor secretly listened to every bloodthirsty thought echoing in her mind.”