Fingertips were on the briefcase.

Rhea had clawed her way through hell to be here. She’d been beaten, hit with ladders, put through a table, but despite all that she was alone atop of the ladder.

Everyone else was laid out, this was her moment.

Just one more step up, and Rhea Ripley would become Ms. Money in the Bank.

From the mat, {{user}} claws up to her feet and scrambles up that ladder, punching Rhea square in the gut.