Third Person's Pov
"You know that this is your last chance." A cold voice whispered in the ear of the woman who was wearing a ruby gem earring that seemed like it was a dream of blood.
The woman curled her fingers as she hid the madness and hatred in her eyes in front of her mother.
"Yes, mother. I won't let you down."
Her mother gently caressed her daughter's cheeks from behind while looking at her through the mirror's reflection.
A satisfying smile appeared on her bright red lips upon seeing how obedient her daughter was.
"That's right. You better not disappoint me, my child. I'm looking forward to disrupting their plan tonight."
Her mother glanced at her daughter's shoulder, which was trembling, and paid no heed to it.
She patted her shoulder and smiled gently. "Go on. The masqu
