“Check every single stall!” Trinity barked.

Her crew threw open each stall door—nothing. Every one was empty.

Earlier, after Elliana had gone into the restroom, they’d taped an “Out Of Order” sign on the door and locked it from the outside, making sure she couldn’t get out. They’d planned that once Dylan rigged the bucket above the door, they’d unlock it. The moment Lilah stepped out—splash—humiliation complete. Now, though, everything had flipped on its head. Nothing made sense.

Fuming, Trinity yanked out her phone and furiously typed a message to Dylan.

“Did you wrap up the job or not? Where’s that tramp Lilah?”

She hit send, but her screen remained stubbornly blank. No reply came. She had no idea Elliana had already intercepted the message, snatching it from the network before it ever reached Dylan. Latest content published on FιndＮovel.net

Impatience twitched at Trinity’s brow. She spun around and stormed toward the door, her crew trailing behind, whispering among themselves.

Mindy stayed close, just a step behind Trinity.

“What the hell is Dylan playing at?” Trinity muttered as she flung the restroom door open.

And in that instant, the trap was sprung. The bucket tipped. A flood of foul, brown sludge crashed down. Trinity and Mindy were drenched from head to toe.

The girls behind them reacted a split second too late and were splattered by the disgusting backsplash.

An overpowering stench instantly flooded the small room.

“Ugh!” they gagged in unison.

Earlier, when the bucket of smelly sludge crashed down, both Trinity and Mindy had instinctively looked up, mouths open in shock. The filth poured straight in—down their throats, up their noses, coating their faces.

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They collapsed, choking and coughing, trying to spit out the vile sludge, but it was too late. The damage had already been done.

Dylan had set the bucket packed with sewage above the restroom door, then slipped out of sight and readied his phone to capture the moment.

Dylan waited for movement, and the instant the door opened, he quickly pressed record.

As the scene unfolded on his screen, he started to sense that something had gone wrong. There should have been only Lilah inside, so how did several people suddenly come out?

Trinity and Mindy emerged first, drenched in reeking sewage and looking like two pitiful rats dragged from the gutter. Dylan failed to recognize them, but once more of their crew came stumbling behind, he realized with horror that he had soaked the wrong people.

Confusion filled his mind as he tried to make sense of the disaster. He shoved his phone into his pocket and hurried over, panic rising inside him.

Trinity and her crew were hacking and gagging too much to notice Dylan approaching.

It wasn’t until Dylan drew closer that he finally recognized Trinity and Mindy, leaving him stunned. “T-Trinity… M-Mindy, why are you the ones here?”

Filth covered Trinity from head to toe, with her makeup smeared into a mess. Having swallowed several gulps of sewage, she was so exhausted from vomiting that she fainted.

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