Reborn To Ruin Her Rivals - Chapter 20: Chapter 20

Five days later, a text message popped up on Arielle's phone.
As she read the message, a contented smile left her lips.
Her first batch of revenge funds had arrived—100 million dollars.
Just as she finished counting the zeros in the message, an unfamiliar number called.
Arielle pressed the answer button.
A sweet voice came through the line. "Miss Bradford, did you receive the money? The land in Mount Rainier is already in the process.
"Quickest by tomorrow. I'll hand over the transferred deed to you. You can pick it up at Cloud Nine then."
Arielle was in a great mood. Of course, she was. In just five days, she made 100 million, plus a piece of land.
It was still common sense that money made the world go round.
Her enemies lived at the top. Without money, it would be impossible to bring them down.
"Mr. Lowery is very trustworthy. Please tell him I'll get him the info he wants as soon as possible," Arielle replied.
"Sure, I'll relay your message to Mr. Lowery. Happy cooperation."
After hanging up, Arielle asked Ethan to drive her out.
Soon, they arrived at a villa. The gate was tightly shut.
Arielle waited until it got dark. Then she climbed over the back wall and quietly waited inside.
She had been scouting the place these past few days.
She could've just told Samson the info and let him catch the guy. But she had to honor the bet. After all, earning several hundred million so easily felt a bit too good to be true.
Not long after, the front gate opened.
Arielle's bright eyes lit up.
'Finally!' she thought.
She chose tonight to snap evidence because she knew Andrew Buckley would show up for sure.
This was a private villa.
As soon as the man entered, he pulled the woman in the room into his arms. "Missed you so much, babe. This is your birthday present. Open it up and see if you like it."
The man was Andrew, the guy Samson was after.
The woman was Tiana, Andrew's mistress.
When she saw Tiana's seductive face, hatred instantly flared in Arielle's eyes.
In her previous life, when she first went to jail, it was Tiana who led people to bully her, beating her up every day.
Meanwhile, Tiana would curse, "You bitch! Who do you think you are to compete with Miss Meredith Bradford for Mr. Boone? Do you even know your place?
"Let me be straight with you. Your life's either ending at my hands or you rot in jail.
"Girls, get her, just don't let her die. Miss Meredith Bradford and Mr. Boone said to torture her slowly and not let her off that easily."
Those scenes were still fresh in Arielle's mind.
Tiana was a lapdog of Meredith.
This time around, they hadn't crossed paths yet.
In prison, Tiana loved to brag about how manly her man was.
Being the boss there, she got the credentials to show off, followed by a bunch of sycophants.
Every time Arielle was beaten to the ground by Tiana, the latter taunted her with Andrew. "So what if you are a lady of the Bradford family?
"Mr. Gavin Boone likes Miss Meredith Bradford, not a maggot like you. You're just a stepping stone for them."
Once a woman started boasting, her mouth ran wild.
As Arielle lay on the ground, she overheard many secrets.
The scar near Andrew's groin was Tiana's bragging right.
Even with an injury there, her man's prowess in bed remained undiminished.
Arielle watched the two coldly, as if they were already dead.
Tiana lay in the man's arms, opened the box, and her expression showed she was quite pleased with the gift.
Arielle had readied her hidden camera setup—a high-definition hidden camera she spent over tens of thousands of dollars on.
It could zoom in thousands of times.
For safety, she sneaked into Tiana's room three days ago and installed the camera.
Tiana's cooing voice sounded. "Thank you, honey. I love it. How should I thank you tonight?"
Then, she playfully pushed the man into the room.
The two tussled along the way, neither noticing the gaze watching them from the shadows.
Not sure where they'd get it on, Arielle had to play it by ear.
It seemed the camera in the bedroom wouldn't be needed.
The two were already hot and heavy. Before the door was even properly closed, their bodies were intertwined.
They moved from the first floor to the second, clothes scattered everywhere.
Arielle swiftly climbed up the water pipe along the outer wall to the second floor.
Through the window, she saw the passionate scene inside clearly.
She crouched on the windowsill, pulling out her camera to record.
The soft lighting in the room added to the atmosphere.
The room echoed with the lewd, sleazy voice of Andrew and the heavy moans of Tiana.
Arielle zeroed in on the groin of Andrew, snapping photos rapidly as he turned around.
The scar near his thigh was especially clear in the shots. And boy, the camera and phone had top-notch resolution.
"Babe, I'm a bit strapped for cash lately. Hit up that old guy for more," Andrew cooed to Tiana, kissing in her ear.
"You bad boy, no wonder you bought me a gift tonight. Always asking for money. That old guy's not easy to swindle," Tiana grumbled.
Their conversation flowed, but their actions didn't stop.
Tiana's cries made Arielle's scalp tingle.
Tiana was the mistress of a 60-something tycoon. She played hard outside, but among many men, Andrew was her favorite. He could always satisfy her.
Thus, she practically catered to his every whim.
Andrew was lazy. Knowing someone was after him, he was extremely cautious.
Once she had the evidence, Arielle had no interest in watching their little show.
She climbed back down the pipe and sent the footage and pics to Samson and Tiana's sugar daddy.
Drama was about to unfold.
Within ten minutes, the screech of tires outside signaled a fast arrival.
A 60-something man, flanked by a dozen bodyguards, stormed in, kicking down the gate and rushing into the villa.
They marched straight to the second floor.
The commotion downstairs startled the entangled pair.
Andrew grabbed his clothes from the floor and bolted out the window, naked.
The tycoon barely saw his face, just a blur of a bare figure.
Tiana clutched the blanket to her chest, staring at him in terror.
Then came the sound of a beating, with Tiana's screams echoing.
"You slut! How dare you cheat on me! Did I not treat you well? You even brought him home? How dare you!" The tycoon had hoped for a son with Tiana. No son yet, and he'd been cuckolded.
Before Tiana could explain, the tycoon yanked her hair and threw her to the ground. "Bitch, tell me, who's that bastard? Or I'll beat you to death today!"
Terrified, Tiana kept begging for mercy.
Ten minutes later, seven or so bodyguards returned, panting as they reported, "He got picked up by a car. Our guys are tailing it."
Tiana watched the fuming old man, wishing he'd just die from a heart stroke.
Meanwhile, Arielle tapped on her phone and sent a text.