Chapter 114: Can’t Catch a Big Fish Without Casting a Long Line

Rebecca just couldn’t stand the thought of letting Tilda and Una leave like this. She hadn’t even gotten the chance to vent her anger on them, and she’d already been humiliated. If she didn’t get back at them, she might as well change her name.

Tilda stopped in her tracks. She turned, eyes cool as glass, but with a mischievous spark as she looked at Rebecca. “Are you sure about that?”

Right in front of Rebecca, Tilda pulled out her phone and switched on the voice recorder.

Seeing this, Rebecca immediately spoke up. “Why are you turning on the recorder?”

“If Ms. Bell wants to play, then I’m happy to join in. But knowing your nature, it feels like you’d lose and then not own up to it. I’m just recording for proof, that’s all. If you lose, at least I’ll have something to hold you responsible, right?”

Tilda’s quick jab set Rebecca off instantly, and she blurted out, “So you agree to the challenge, then?”

Tilda replied, “Fine by me. And I’ll even go one step further. You get to decide how we compete.”

That caught Rebecca off guard. Tilda had to be crazy! She was just handing all the power to Rebecca. Wasn’t that basically asking to lose?

“You really mean what you said? Whatever. Going up against a loser like you, I can beat you no matter what.” Tilda’s mocking tone nearly sent Rebecca over the edge.

Rebecca’s whole body was trembling with rage as she stared at Tilda’s smug, superior smirk… That was the trademark look Rebecca usually wore herself. How dare garbage like Tilda look down on her like that? She was just some worthless reject that the Jensons didn’t want to acknowledge!

“You’ve got some nerve! When you lose and have to kneel and bark like a dog, I’ll make sure everyone in the world sees the video!”

Kyla, who had been trailing behind Rebecca, stayed silent the whole time. She couldn’t help feeling suspicious. Where was Tilda getting all this confidence? She was even letting Rebecca decide what to compete in. Rebecca was still a Bell, after all. Even if she was useless, she’d grown up surrounded by money and top-tier education. Tilda was being way too careless–she was bound to suffer for it!

“Tilda…”

To be honest, Una thought it was a waste of time for Tilda to compete with Rebecca–these people weren’t worth it. But she still wanted to support Tilda. She believed Tilda would win, no matter what. But now that Tilda was letting Rebecca choose, Rebecca would definitely pick whatever she was best at. No matter how good Tilda was, if Rebecca picked a skill she sucked at, Tilda would be in trouble!

Tilda caught Una’s worried look and gave her a quick wink, letting her know not to stress. She’d lived through all this before. In her past life, she’d already dealt with Rebecca more than once. Among all the shining stars in the Bell family, Rebecca was definitely a black sheep. She’d gone to a trashy college that only rich kids could afford and bought her degree overseas. Other than her face and her figure, Rebecca didn’t have much going for her. But in the Bells, looks were the least valuable asset. If Ryan and Daphne hadn’t spoiled her, and if her brother Preston wasn’t there to back her up, a troublemaker like Rebecca probably would’ve been kicked out of the family long ago. After all, her father Ryan and her brother Preston still held some sway among the Bells. Someone like Rebecca only had a handful of talents. Tilda pretty much knew what she would pick.

You can’t catch a big fish without casting a long line. Everything was going according to Tilda’s plan.

“There’s an archery range in this amusement park. Let’s settle it there! One round, winner takes all! Whoever gets the higher score wins!”

Just as Tilda expected, Rebecca went straight for her strongest skill–archery. It was pretty much the only thing she was actually good at.

Tilda switched her phone to video mode and aimed it at Rebecca. “Whoever loses has to kneel and bark like a dog.”

“Deal!”

Rebecca was practically losing her mind with rage. All she wanted was to win and completely embarrass Tilda.

At that point, Kyla finally spoke up, weakly tugging on Rebecca’s sleeve. “Rebecca, let’s just forget it. Don’t stoop to Tilda’s level. Tilda, Rebecca’s amazing at archery, you’ll definitely lose … We’re all family, after all. There’s no need to go this far…”

Tilda didn’t even bother with Kyla’s fake, innocent act. She just pulled Una along and headed for the archery range.

Kyla’s elaborate performance fell flat when nobody paid attention, making her feel pretty awkward.

Rebecca shot Kyla a look, frowning just a bit. “Kyla, whose side are you on? I’m only doing this for you. Tilda let me pick the competition, and I didn’t force her into it. We’ve come this far–how can we just let her walk away? I need her to admit defeat!”

Rebecca’s temper made Kyla instantly clam up and lower her head. She’d tried to stop things, so at least she could say she did her part as a ‘bestie.’ If anyone asked, she could say she tried.

And if Tilda ended up losing badly, kneeling and barking in front of Rebecca and getting the whole thing filmed…